Nonsence in Blue

The moon was high
So was I
Both, with a tale to tell.
The moon was blue
I was too
So ends the round one bell.
The moon was blue because,
This month had to come 'round twice
I was blue because,
Words had been exchanged, not nice.
Round two a draw
I looked at the moon,moon looked at me
What were the chances in final round three,
Well my cell started textin'
Softer words were exchangin'
Now we're planing to be back together again,
The moon would wait untill dawn
Still blue and lovelorne
Whilst I! Skiped down lovers lane.