The Horns of the Crescent Moon

Look to the night sky -
to the horns of the crescent moon.
I swing on the tail of a moonbeam
singing away the blues.

I swing on the tail of a moonbeam
from the horns of a crescent moon.
I swing on the tail of a moonbeam,
singing away the blues.

Look out your window to the night sky
I swing on the horns of the moon.
Swinging away on a moonbeam,
Singing away the blues.

haiku:

Night sky, crescent moon
I'm swinging on a moonbeam
Losing these old blues.

tanka:

Look to the night sky
to the crescent moon, and smile:
I ride a moonbeam,
Singing away my old blues,
I ride a moonbeam to you.