Stars never appear at noon

And so is it with the moon

It’s at the beginning of night

When they give light

It is incredible to see a sheep in the sky

Of cause, it can’t dare try

It has no wings with which to fly

And it can die, if it did try

I have never seen a tsetse fly swim

It has no hands with which to swing

An egg can never hatch a set of twins

It has no womb for conceiving

A lily can only strive

To grow in the desert

But the soil is too dry

For it to survive