It was kitten's first full moon.  

When she saw it, she thought,

There’s a little bowl of milk in the sky.

And she wanted it.

So she closed her eyes                 

Stretched her neck

And opened her mouth and licked.

But kitten only ended up with bugs on her tongue.

Poor kitten!

Still, there was the little bowl

Of milk, just waiting.

So she pulled herself together

and wiggled her bottom

and sprang from the top step of the porch.

But Kitten only thumbled-

bumping her nose and banging her ear

and pinching her tail.

Poor Kitten!

Still, there was the little bowl

Of milk, just waiting.

So she chased it-

down the sidewalk,

through the garden,

past the field,

and by the pond.

But Kitten never seemed to get closer.

Poor Kitten!

Still, there was the little bowl

Of milk, just waiting.

She ran to the tallest tree she could find,

and she climbed

and climbed

and climbed

to the very top.

But Kitten still couldn't reach the bowl of milk,

and now she was scared.

Poor kitten!

What could she do?