Let's try something different, shall we? I wrote this on May 3, 2002 when I was bored in my old room in Bagbaguin. It's silly but I like it enough. -- I can see the full moon For the third consecutive night It's hanging right out my window Definitely in plain sight But of course it's half covered By the leaves of my tree And by the inky black cloud That forbids me to see I think there's something wrong See the moon's not as bright Its yellow's kind of palce; It doesn't give out much light But…