Mooning

moon

Just read Auden’s poem, Moon Landing. It opens:

It’s natural the Boys should whoop it up for
so huge a phallic triumph, an adventure
it would not have occurred to women
to think worth while, made possible only

because we like huddling in gangs and knowing
the exact time…

True?

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Mooning

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