The sun sank low, and the stars shone bright,
Time for the mermaids to come out night.
How pretty they were, pearls of the sea!
That many a man vied to receive.
A snack, a shack, a fly-by-night,
Three witches gambolled out of sight.
The moon they hunt with a witching wand,
Frightened, she dove in a fishing pond.
'Ere the break of dawn, the spell was broke,
All shaken awake, 'What happened?' they croak.
But no one's to know, for who could tell
Why the moon lay in the wishing well.
You said a pond, but now it's a well,
Oh go your way, I'll say what I say.
When the moon rises, pretty and vain,
Then we resolve, if her will's to deign.
Time for the mermaids to come out night.
How pretty they were, pearls of the sea!
That many a man vied to receive.
A snack, a shack, a fly-by-night,
Three witches gambolled out of sight.
The moon they hunt with a witching wand,
Frightened, she dove in a fishing pond.
'Ere the break of dawn, the spell was broke,
All shaken awake, 'What happened?' they croak.
But no one's to know, for who could tell
Why the moon lay in the wishing well.
You said a pond, but now it's a well,
Oh go your way, I'll say what I say.
When the moon rises, pretty and vain,
Then we resolve, if her will's to deign.
