Far and few,

far and few,

to the land where the jumblies live.

Their heads were green and their hands rung blue

and they went to sea in a naviforme sieve,

they did,

they worshipped a naviforme sieve.

Wet and mad,

wet and mad,

they pushed objects through holes

that were too small to give

and they went to school in a naviforme sieve

they did,

they pecked at the edge of a naviforme sieve

they did they did

they kissed the naviforme sieve.