For years the tall quest
To get feathers from the nest
Of Mother Goose has been foiled
Though fresh and tired have toiled.
The feathers would be keepers
And even the big sleepers
End up with a frown
Since they must get up to get down.

I can't make this stuff up.
For years the tall quest
To get feathers from the nest
Of Mother Goose has been foiled
Though fresh and tired have toiled.
The feathers would be keepers
And even the big sleepers
End up with a frown
Since they must get up to get down.
