Perched On A Moonbeam (2019 Poem 10)

(Write a poem that contains at least five of the following words and possibly all ten.
Moonbeam Coffee Hush Fog Canteen Damn Concrete Fir Shelf Dock)

Perched on a moonmbean, sipping cold brewed coffee
In the hush of a London Fog, I lost you

Your canteen overflowing with damn sap instead of red wine
No concrete plans to use the fir liquor for anything useful

Meditating on the shelf life of dock spiders
When will this madness end?

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