The Land of Netherbedoe (Brendon Bezuidenhout)

There’s a land across the ocean Found where the rainbow ends: You go by sea in a red-striped hat, Along with all of your friends.

You sail for fifty miles northeast, Then twenty-four north-west; You eat a sailor’s breakfast twice, Then just lay down and rest.

You sleep for forty dreams away, You wake up when the seagulls cry: Then out of the boat you step at last, Looking up at the purple sky.

The trees are red and gold, The grass has a silver glow, Fireflies dance to an orange moon, In: The Land of Netherbedoe.

Don’t run too fast in the setting sun, Don’t ask where you can go, Just be satisfied with a few short dreams In: The Land of Netherbedoe.