Sara looked outside one night, and didn't like what she'd seen.
The moon was up high, but no stars in the sky, which made Sara not too keen.
The pretty cat walked out and stared at the beautiful dark blue sky.
She was very sad, neither mad nor glad, to appear the stars wouldn't try. "I wish that were stars," she said, and gave the moon a good look.
Over to him she walked, and began to talk, and the words she said and he took:
"Mr. Moon, there are no stars, in the sky; what should I do?"
"Don't you worry, we're not in a hurry, I'll explain the thing to you.
"All nights start out with not one star in the dark blue skies above. "I suggest listen please, every night I would sneeze, and out come the stars that we love.
"And so as I have not yet sneezed, there are no stars up high sky yet. "But Sara if you, can help me out through, the stars will be back I'll bet."
Sara could not believe what she heard, and went to Mr. Moon's aid. "Don't worry," she said, "It's gone to my head. Hopefully the night won't be delayed."
Then she climbed up the highest tree, and went on the longest bough.
After that, very soon, she was close to the Moon, and would make him sneeze as you'll know.
Sara gave the moon's nose a thorough tickle, with her furry magenta tail. And from the cat's tease, he did a big sneeze, and the plan just didn't fail.
Many, many sparkling stars, shot out of his mouth and nose.
They all flew up high, and stayed in the sky, where a star always goes. Mr. Moon thanked his friend as Sara climbed down, the highest tree in sight.
And now that all the stars were out, she could see them every night.