The Star Family
The Moon came late to the twinkling sky,
To see what the stars were about:
“Fair Night,” quoth she, “are the family in?”
“Oh! no, they are, every one, out.”
As I was a-going to market,
I met a man with a goose.
Says he: “Big boots with a boy!
I guess you came from Toulouse.”
Says I: “Little goose with a man!
How did you leave your mother?
I guess you just came from home,
For I see you’ve brought your brother.”