Still endeavouring to get my blog mojo back so, until I do, this Sunday it's the other little poem I learned when doing correspondence classes down on the farm. There may have been others but the one last week and this one are the only ones I remember, apart from the usual nursery rhymes.
Hullo Mr Moonface, up there in the sky
I love to see you shining whilst in bed I lie.
I'm not the least bit frightened, you only have to peep,
But don't go Mr Moonface until I'm fast asleep.