Oh, Timballoo! How Happy We Are, We Live In A Sieve And A Crockery Jar! And All Night Long, In The Starlight Pale, We Sail Away, With A Pea-Green Sail, And Whistle And Warble A Moony Song To The Echoing Sound Of A Coppery Gong. Far And Few, Far And Few Are The Lands Where The Jumblies Live; Their Heads Are Green, And Their Hands Are Blue, And They Went To Sea In A Sieve.