I saw the moon, reflected in a puddle.
A smooth, unbroken puddle, and the moonlight
Made a silver shining upon the surface.
Then a cloud passed over the moon, and the light
Was dimmed. I lost the moonlight, shining silver
Upon the smooth, unbroken puddle's surface.
I lost my vision of the moonlit puddle.
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A weird something. Each line has exactly eleven syllables, so no one can say I didn't pay attention to that.
