The Lonely Stars

She asked her friends, the lonely stars,
If they would come and dance with her;
And so, they traveled, each in groups,
Arrayed in all their haute couture

A country dance, a minuet,
All stateliness and diadem —
The lonely stars came out that night,
And they joined her as she

Joined them

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