Hey Diddle Diddle Nursery Rhyme

Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon; The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon. The playful violin filled the air with a jig, As the ginger cat, perched high on a rug, gave the strings a big dig. The cow, Daisy by name, watched with a moo and a sigh, Longing to join the fun, but the moon seemed awfully high. Suddenly, a tiny yelp, a flash of brown fur, The little dog, Pip, tumbled in, with a worried blur. "The dish has gone rogue!" he yipped with a fright, "Sprinted out the door, with the spoon held up tight!" The cat stopped his fiddling, a puzzled expression, The cow, Daisy, perked up with a newfound suggestion. "Perhaps," she mooed gently, "we can all give chase, Follow the dish's trail, and win back its rightful place!" With the cat leading the way, a determined meow, Pip and Daisy close behind, they didn't quite know how, They chased through the garden, past flowers so bright, The moon, a giant pearl, guiding them through the night. Finally, they spotted it, by the old oak tree, The runaway dish, with the spoon held so glee. A gentle breeze blew, the spoon clattered down, The dish looked quite sheepish, with a clattering frown. The cat, with a purr, retrieved the lost spoon, Pip and Daisy approached, under the harvest moon. The dish, full of remorse, apologized with a clatter, "I just wanted to join the fun," it whispered, a matter-of-fact patter. The friends, with kind hearts, decided to include, The dish in their games, a happy, playful mood. From then on, the cat fiddled, the cow jumped with glee, The dog yipped with delight, and the dish clattered merrily.