Many moons ago ,our moon and sun
Were small kids playing on sky-roof.
Their old hag grandma forgot they
Were playing in roof, when the sky
Was just this high ,anyone climbed
And there was only water tank in it
And in summer when a sun was hot
One slept in a sky roof, at midnight
If moon was not too bright for eyes.
Low slung sky would touch her back
As grandma was sweeping an earth.
In irritation she pushed the sky up.
And the grandsons ,sun and moon
Could not climb down the sky roof
All for the fault of a grandmother
Who swept sky up , so high in sky.
But all is well that ends well in sky
With sun and moon to cheer it up.