The moon like discoloured cheeese

What the snowman saw: 


Parents of the house on the other side of the street dragging their child out in their undies.


 The millions of cars whizzing by, a few of them turning into streets.


And then when all the children are out I see the herds of kids running around, playing it, maybe rushing to get home so they can turn on the controller and hop on  fifa.


Slowly the number of cars passing decreases, and as the night falls.


And as the night came upon me I saw infinite amounts of stars.


The moon looked like discoloured cheese.


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