There's the moon way up high

Right up there, yes in the sky

It sits up there I know not how

But there's the thing, I see no cow

I thought it was this time at night

When the moon was big and bright

That jumping cows came out to play

Or could it be, that's in the day?

Me thinks I ought not chew the fat

Or I may meet that Cheshire cat

Tom Thumb, he now calls out to me

He hails that I must come and see

"What is it Tom, what have you done?"

Oh I see another plum

"Enough" I cry to old Jack sprat

Who I cannot see for his wife so fat

This is too much, I must off and run

Now I'm chased by the ginger bread man