Hey Diddle Diddle: ‘could’ve been a sailor, could’ve been a cook’ – ndrake

the man in the moon, awake in his cradle
had lost all his friends, save the dish and the ladle,
while the little ole’ pup was a-struttin’ to-and-fro,
and the cat with the fiddle played a tune for the show.
though, the man in the moon who had diddled back-and-forth,
had his eye on a cow who could jump south to north,
and he said to himself, to himself said he,
“I’m so very tired of keeping watch o’er the sea,
while that cow over there tries to jump o’er me,

and the dish and the ladle, always sippin on their tea,
always seeming too busy for my looney company.”
so the man in the moon, turning back to his cradle,
sent the sun in his place to meet the dish and the ladle,
as the cat with the fiddle found the pup with a lyre,
and the two sang duets to the heart of God’s desire,
til the man in the moon had returned to the sky,
and he churned at the tides so the water didn’t dry,
as the people everywhere came to walk along the sand,
where the man in the moon left his mark along the land,
and on a night just as right, just as right as it could be,
that man up in the moon would dance his light upon the sea.

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