Poetry Monday :: Treasure ... Abelone

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This Mondays topic is Treasure.
I treasure many of the poems I learned as a small one. This one I learned from my mother. I always thought it was one she was taugth from somewhere. But search as I might I can not find ot. Maybe she made it herself? I'll have to ask. If you know it  (mostly Danish readers if I have any left) please tell me what you know, origin, more verses, author, in short anything.

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Treasure = Skatte - i betydningen værdsætte
Jeg værdsætter mange af de digte, som jeg lærte som lille. Dette digt lærte jeg af min mor. Jeg har altid troet, at det var et, hun havde et eller andet sted fra. Men jeg kan ikke finde det, lige meget hvor meget, jeg leder. Måske har hun selv lavet det?
     Hvis du kender digtet - danske læsere ... har jeg mon nogen tilbage?? - så fortæl mig, hvad du ved om oprindelse, flere vers, forfatter, kort sagt hvad som helst.


Der var engang en kone,
hendes navn var Abelone.
Hun ville åh, så gerne
op til månen i det fjerne.

Så købte hun en gås
med store, brede vinger.
Op til den blanke måne
i hast den Lone bringer.

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English re-write:
Once there was a woman,
Her name was Abelone
Her only really big wish
was to get up to the moon

She bought herself a goose
with big and mighty wings
Up to the shiny moon
with speed it Lone brings.

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Next Mondays topic: Stuffed animals