Hey Diddle Diddle

A poem by Michael Sharp

Hey diddle diddle, the cat plays the fiddle
And the cow jumps over the moon
The mouses they dance and the lambs they do prance
While the Cheshire cat plays the spoons.

And way over there, flinging spores through the air
Is Gaia with a grin and a twist.
Waves you, “peer through the mist, I am here to assist,
You to dance by the light of the moon.”

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