Clarinda’s Mooncake

With little notes hid deep inside

The mooncake talks the rebel’s pride.

There ‘re secret notes of secret word;

In secrecy they’re read and heard.

These mooncake rebels, they don’t eat

The whole mooncake—leave incomplete!

For they must know the schemer’s plan.

And if it’s from Clarinda Tan

They’ll see a win—it’s in the peek!

For what she schemes is so oblique

The foe does not know what to seek,

Or where, or when, or how or why.

They only sense—try not to die!

Or, better yet—run and fly!

End of page one. I hope I find page two.

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