I was tossing in my bed
in the midnight hour,
struggling to get a wink of sleep,
but my eyes lay on the clock tower.
I looked upon the dark sky;
it was adored with sparkling pearls,
which giggled at me
and put a shine to my curls.

I gazed at the chubby moon,
who was white and glistening like milk.
Gave me a lovely, motherly smile
through her lips as rosy pink.

Suddenly, I spotted a shooting star,
as fast as a bullet train.
Behind it was a trail of glittering dust,
which appeared as a long diamond chain.