The Gypsy and the lion
Went speeding in a car
And came upon a charming farm
Before they had gone far.

"The party must be here," they said, And found a place to park. They waited near the large red barn Until it grew quite dark.

Out came the moon and sparkling stars;
They marveled at the sight.
A skylark started singing,
Making music in the night.

"Let's party!" said the lion
As he drank tea from a jar.
The Gypsy played the lute,
Which looks a lot like a guitar.

The lion danced the Charleston
And did cartwheels across the floor.
The Gypsy marched around the yard
And played the lute some more.
 

But as the yard grew darker,
The lark sang a slower tune,
And the Gypsy soon fell fast asleep
Beneath the harvest moon.

The End.