Moon, We're all here! Honey-bug, Thistledrift, White-imp, Weird, Wryface, Billiken, Quidnunc, Queered; We're all here, And the coast is clear! Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Mr. Moon, We're the little men! Dewlap, Pussymouse, Ferntip, Freak, Drink-again, Shambler, Talkytalk, Squeak; Three times ten Of us little men! Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Mr. Moon, We're all ready! Tallenough, Squaretoes, Amble, Tip, Buddybud, Heigho, Little black Pip; We're all ready, And the wind walks steady! Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Mr. Moon, We're thirty score; Yellowbeard, Piper, Lieabed, Toots, Meadowbee, Moonboy, Bully-in-boots; Three times more Than thirty score. Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Mr. Moon, Keep your eye peeled; Watch out to windward, Or you'll miss the fun, Down by the acre Where the wheat-waves run; Keep your eye peeled For the open field. Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Mr. Moon, There's not much time! Hurry, if you're comin', You lazy old bones! You can sleep to-morrow While the Buzbuz drones; There's not much time Till the church bells chime. Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Mr. Moon, Just see the clover! Soon we'll be going Where the Gray Goose went When all her money Was spent, spent, spent! Down through the clover, When the revel's over! Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

 O Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? Down where the Good Folk Dance in a ring, Down where the Little Folk Sing? Moon, Mr. Moon, When you comin' down? 

HEM AND HAW.

 Hem and Haw were the sons of sin, Created to shally and shirk; Hem lay 'round and Haw looked on While God did all the work. 

 Hem was a fogy, and Haw was a prig, For both had the dull, dull mind; And whenever they found a thing to do, They yammered and went it blind. 

 Hem was the father of bigots and bores; As the sands of the sea were they. And Haw was the father of all the tribe Who criticise to-day. 

 But God was an artist from the first, And knew what be was about; While over his shoulder sneered these two, And advised him to rub it out. 

 They prophesied ruin ere man was made: "Such folly must surely fail!" And when he was done, "Do you think, my Lord, He's better 

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