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Niddle Niddle Land

In Niddle Niddle Land
You can only enter
Through the one way door
Right at the very centre.
There is always food a plenty
From the Niddle Niddle Tree
With crusted Claret in buckets
Served every day from three.

And the men of Niddle Niddle Land
All have round and smiley faces
And in just in case of emergency
All wear both belt and braces.
And their women are all beautiful
Just dressed in flowing dresses
Made from Niddle Niddle leaves,
Also woven through their tresses.

Every night as sunset approaches
The Niddle NiddleTree issues a call
And the folk of Niddle Niddle Land
Gather there every one and all
And they climb into the branches
Into the foliage lush and deep
And the Niddle Niddle tree
Sings them all to sleep.

Niddle Niddle Land then closes
Until just before next sunrise
When the Niddle Niddle Tree
Sings all open up your eyes
And the Circle runs again
For everything is planned
Down to the very last iota
There In Niddle Niddle Land.

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