Poem: day and night

Night 'n' day, They always say, "There's no difference altogether, Just like a peacock and it's feather", When it's night-time, you could'nt even eat a peice of lime, What do you do at night? Do you read or do you fight? Or play a kite with all your might? Or do you just say "turn off the light"? The sun rises high, up above the sky While the moon comes down, wearing a great big frown You just woke up on the break of dawn, That still counts as the morn, Then you brush your teeth, after you've eaten fresh fried beef, You go to work, you go to school Grandmamma makes something out of wool, Then you go home tired out, you can hear your tummy shout and shout, Slowly the moon comes up, like coffee filling up a cup, This is a life cycle, the wheels of a bicycle, Of the sun and moon, Could you please pass me a spoon?