Good Deeds

The moon was a farthing candle then,
And the sun was a poppy-head,
The sky was a rag, and the sea was a turnip,
And the earth was a nutshell spread.
The sun was a poppy-head then,
The moon was a farthing candle,
The sky was a rag, the sea was a turnip,
And the earth was a nutshell spread.