Mr. Moon: A Song Of The Little People.

O Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     Down on the hilltop,     Down in the glen,     Out in the clearin',     To play with little men?     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     Hurry up your stumps!     Don't you hear Bullfrog     Callin' to his wife,     And old black Cricket     A-wheezin' at his fife?     Hurry up your stumps,     And get on your pumps!     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     Hurry up along!     The reeds in the current     Are whisperin' slow;     The river's a-wimplin'     To and fro.     Or you'll miss the song!     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     We're all here!     Honey-bug, Thistledrift,     White-imp, Weird,     Wryface, Billiken,     Quidnunc, Queered;     We're all here,     And the coast is clear!     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     We're the little men!     Dewlap, Pussymouse,     Ferntip, Freak,     Drink-again, Shambler,     Talkytalk, Squeak;     Three times ten     Of us little men!     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     We're all ready!     Tallenough, Squaretoes,     Amble, Tip,     Buddybud, Heigho,     Little black Pip;     We're all ready,     And the wind walks steady!     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     We're thirty score;     Yellowbeard, Piper,     Lieabed, Toots,     Meadowbee, Moonboy,     Bully-in-boots;     Three times more     Than thirty score.     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     Keep your eye peeled;     Watch out to windward,     Or you'll miss the fun,     Down by the acre     Where the wheat-waves run;     Keep your eye peeled     For the open field.     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     There's not much time!     Hurry, if you're comin',     You lazy old bones!     You can sleep to-morrow     While the Buzbuz drones;     There's not much time     Till the church bells chime.     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Mr. Moon,     Just see the clover!     Soon we'll be going     Where the Gray Goose went     When all her money     Was spent, spent, spent!     Down through the clover,     When the revel's over!     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     O Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?     Down where the Good Folk     Dance in a ring,     Down where the Little Folk     Sing?     Moon, Mr. Moon,     When you comin' down?