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The man in the moon Came tumbling down, And asked his way to Norwich: He went by the south, And burnt his mouth With supping cold pease porridge. |
The man in the moon drinks claret, But he is a dull jack-a-dandy; Would he know a sheep's head from a carrot, He should learn to drink cider and brandy. |
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The Man in the Moon was caught in a trap For stealing the thorns from another man's gap. If he had gone by, and let the thorns lie, He'd never been Man in the Moon so high. |
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