Part 2 (1/2)

'I'll leave you now sir,' said the dog, 'But just before I go I must advise you,' said his friend 'This boat to careflee row.'

'I thank you kindly friendly pal, I will,' and so he did, And floated down towards the land Where all the secrets hid.

What larfs aplenty did he larf, It seeming so absurd; Whilst losing all his oars, On his head he found a bird.

'h.e.l.lo,' the bird said, larfing too, 'I hope you don't mind me, I've come to guide you here on in, In case you're lost at sea.'

Well fancy that, the boy thought, I never knew till now That birds could speak so plainly.

He wondered - wonder how?

'What kind of bird are you sir?'

He said with due respect, 'I hope I'm not too nosey But I didn't not expect.'

'I am a wumberlog you see,'

The bird replied - all coy, 'The highly feathered species lad, You ought to jump for joy.'

'I would I would, if only, but You see - well - yes, oh dear, The thing is dear old Wumberlog I'm petrified with fear! '

'Now don't be silly' said the bird, 'I friendly - always - and I'm not like Thorpy Grumphlap, I'll show you when we land.'

And soon the land came interview, A 'tastic sight for sure, An island with an eye to see To guide you into sh.o.r.e.

'Hard to starboard' said a tree, 'Yer focsle mainsle blast s.h.i.+vver timbers wayard wind At last yer've come at last.'

'You weren't expecting me, I hope'

The boy said, puzzled now.

'Of course we are' a thing said, Looking slightly like a cow.

'We've got the kettle going lad,'

A cheerful apple say, 'I'll bring a bag of friends along Wot you can have for tay.'

A teawell ate, with dog and tree Is not a common sight, Especially when the dog himself Had started off the flight.

'How did you get here curlew friend?'

The boy said all a maze.

'The same way you did, in a boat,'

The dog yelled through the haze.

'Where are all the peoble, please, Wot live when they are dead?

I'd like to see them if I may Before I'm back in bed.'

'You'll see them son,' a carrot said, ”Don't hurry us; you know You've got to eat a plate of me Before we let you go!'

Then off to see the peoble whom The lad had come to see And in the distance there he saw A group of tweilve or three.

A little further on at last There were a lot or more, All digging in the ground and that, All digging in the floor.

'What are you digging all the time?'

He asked them like a brother.

Before they answered he could see They really dug each other,

In fact they took it turns apiece To lay down in the ground And shove the soil upon the heads Of all their friends around.

Well, what a sight! I ask you now.

He had to larf out lnud.