The Moss

Legend has it that the moss grows on
 The north side of the trees
 Well, legend has it when the rain comes down
 All the worms come up to breathe
 Well, legend has it when the sunbeams come
 All the plants, they eat them with their leaves
 Well, legend has it that the world spins 'round
 On an axis of 23 degrees
 But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?
 Or the cow that hopped the planets while straddling a spoon
 Or she, who leapt up mountains, while whistling up a tune
 And swapped her songs with swallows while riding on a broom
 Well, we can all learn things, both many and a-few
 From that old hunched-up woman who lived inside a shoe
 Or the girl that sang by day and by night she ate tear soup
 Or the man who drank too much and he got the brewers' droop
 Come listen, all ye fair maids, to how the moral goes
 Nobody knew and nobody knows
 How the Pobble was robbed of his twice five toes
 Or how the Dong came to own a luminous nose
 Or how the Jumblies went to sea in a sieve that they rowed
 And came to shore by the Chankly Bore where the Bong-trees grow
 Where the Jabberwocky's small green tentacles do flow
 And the Quangle Wangle plays in the rain and the snow
 But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?
 Or the cow that hopped the planets while straddling a spoon
 Or she, who leapt up mountains, while whistling up a tune
 And swapped her songs with swallows while riding on a broom
 Well, we can all learn things, both many and a-few
 From that old hunched-up woman who lived inside a shoe
 Or the girl that sang by day and by night she ate tear soup
 Or the man who drank too much and he got the brewers' droop
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 Legend has it that the moss grows on
 The north side of the trees
 Well, legend has it when the rain comes down
 All the worms come up to breathe
 Well, legend has it when the sunbeams come
 All the plants, they eat them with their leaves
 Well, legend has it that the world spins 'round
 On an axis of 23 degrees
 But have you heard the story of the rabbit in the moon?
 Or the cow that hopped the planets while straddling a spoon
 Or she, who leapt up mountains, while whistling up a tune
 And swapped her songs with swallows while riding on a broom
 Well, we can all learn things, both many and a-few
 From that old hunched-up woman who lived inside a shoe
 Or the girl that sang by day and by night she ate tear soup
 Or the man who drank too much and he got the brewers' droop