Late in the evening I popped out to my garage to get a magazine out of my car. Looking up the moon looked inviting, so I grabbed my camera and waiting for the action to begin.
I waited and waited for almost an hour util I realised that there's must be something wrong, has there been some rustling, and the cow has been stolen. Well you know the one:
Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle
The COW jumped over the moon
The little dog laughed to see such fun
And the dish ran away with the spoon
The cat lives over the road and I'm always fiddling with something. Next doors dog is often laughing and me being Dishy have got all the spoons on display. So that leaves one thing.
Where is the cow, and why wasn't it jumping over the moon? If it hasn't been rustled then it must have something to do with global warming, well they keep reporting that anything that goes wrong around the earth then you must blame global warming.
I gave up waiting, perhaps I was being daft, in fact was I just being a Silly Moo myself.
