Phases of the Moon

Sing to the tune of “Miss Mary Mack”

New Moon is dark, dark, dark

Can’t see the park, park, park

Then Waxing Crescent, crescent, crescent

Looks like an arc, arc, arc

First Quarter light, light, light

Waxing Gibbous bright, bright, bright

Full Moon is round, round, round

Lights up the night, night, night

Waning Gibbous slides, slides, slides

To the other side, side, side

Still more than half, half, half

But not as wide, wide, wide

Third Quarter flew, flew, flew

When Waning Crescent is through, through , through

The moon looks gone, gone, gone

It’s back to New, new, new!