The Night Sky

I wondered, when I saw a

Black screen above my hat

There was a big vanilla pie,

There was some small spots on the screen

That twinkled like a stone on my ring

A bright streak near the mountain

Crossed my eyes

I was surprised to see the

Shooting star

They dashed like a racing car

Then I tried to see the sky

By a single site of my eye,

It stretched very long

It was a big bang

The stars were in a gang

Twinkling was the song that they sang,

Their song was pleasant to our ears,

I can't even explain it because it was so nice

The clouds move to catch the star

Which was like a cat chasing a rat

Then I took a deep sleep hoping for a new creep.