When in the course of human events the moon came over the mountain four 
score and seven years ago our  fathers brought forth their just desserts 
so live that when thy summons comes to join that innumerable  realm where 
each shall take their chamber in the silent halls of death then the cow 
jumped over the moon and the little dog laughed to see such sport.

Not that this should matter, in the end.

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Here is a very old example of the genre:

    The boy stood on the burning deck,
    His fleece was white as snow;
    He stuck a feather in his hat,
    John Anderson, my Jo! 

    "Come back, come back," he cried in grief,
    From India's coral strands,
    The frost is on the pumpkin and
    The village smithy stands.

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