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In the land of Chilled-an’-Boring,

Boys and girls where always glum,

So they formed a works committee,

To conjure up some fun.


They'd heard about a magician,

Called O. Johann-Sum-Thing,

Who worked alongside Bertha Tyme,

@ Fearsome Conjuring.


Several rainbows later,

They'd hit upon a plan,

To reach the place you'd have to be,

A member of the gang.


Johann took the details,

The kind of fun required,

While Bertha fee-fo-fummed a while,

On roundabouts and rides.


They'd need an ice cream parlour,

A fountain full of pop,

A chocolate stream of jelly beans,

And lollipops in stock.


Stars to light the way at night,

A moon as bright as day,

And all the laughter one could want,

In never-ending play.


In the land of Chilled-an’-Boring,

There's a secret I can't tell,

Parents wonder where it is,

While the children never tell.


© Joseph G Dawson

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