Uncle moon fell from the cloud,
sounding like big bang aloud.
Cows and sheep all ran away,
standing still were dogs who stray.
Sugarcanes fell like broken toy,
while the stars glittered with immense joy.
The dogs now slowly began to bark,
waterfall roared under the shade of dark.
The cloud started to search for the moon,
and the bees began to lick the spoon.
The spoon was covered with sweet honey,
and the thief send the cat to steal some money.
As groaned in pain our uncle moon,
peacocks danced for coming monsoon.
Wind hustled the leaves, clouds began the rain,
our uncle moon groaned louder in pain.
When elfies saw the shining moon,
they ran towards the silvery shoon.
They saw the moon in pain on ground,
to help the moon, they gathered around.
They threw the moon up with their trunk,
but the mud beneath was orbed and sunk.
Babe now heard, drowsed and smiled in trance,
as the old banyan tree happily began to dance!
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