Papa,please, get the moon for me
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Before Monica went to bed she looked out of the window
And saw the moon
The moon looked so near
I wish I could play with the moon-thought Monica
And reached for it
but no matter how much she stretched, she could not touch the moon
Papa-said Monica to her father-please, get the moon for me
Papa got a very long ladder
He carried the very long ladder towards a very high mountain
Then Papa put the very long ladder on top of the very high mountain
Up and up and up, he climbed
Finally, papa got to the moon
Urgh urgh urgh
My daughter Monica would like to play with you but you're much too big-said papa
Every night I get a little smaller-said the moon- When I am the right size, you can take me with you
And indeed the moon got smaller
and smaller
and smaller
When the moon was just the right size, papa took it
Down and down and down, he climbed
Here-said papa to Monica-I have the moon for you
Monica jumped and danced with the moon
She hugged the moon and threw it into the air
But the moon kept getting smaller and smaller and smaller
And finally it disappeared altogether
Then, one night, Monica saw a thin slither of the moon reappear
Each night the moon grew and grew and grew