I Think The Moon Is Very Kind To Take Such Trouble Just For Me. He Came Along With Me From Home To Keep Me Company. He Went As Fast As I Could Run; I Wonder How He Crossed The Sky? I'm Sure He Hasn't Legs And Feet Or Any Wings To Fly. Yet Here He Is Above Their Roof; Perhaps He Thinks It Isn't Right For Me To Go So Far Alone, Tho' Mother Said I Might.
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