All I can think of right now is that classic by Lewis Carrol:::
The Sun was shining on the sea, shining with all his might
He did his very best to make the billows clean and bright.
And this was odd, because, it was the middle of the night.
The Moon was skining sulkily, because she felt the Sun
Had got no business to be there after the day was done
"It's awfully rude of him" she said
"To come and spoil the fun"
