On the top of the Crumpetty Tree,
The Quangle Wangle sat,
But his face you could not see,
On account of his Beaver Hat.
For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide,
With ribbons and bibbons on every side,
And bells, and buttons, and loops, and lace,
So that nobody ever could see the face,
Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.
But there came to the Crumpetty Tree,
Mr and Mrs Canary;
And they said, “Did you ever see
Any spot so charmingly airy?”
“May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?”
“Mr Quangle Wangle, grant us that!”
“O please let us come and build a nest”
“Of what material suits you best,”
“Mr Quangle Wangle Quee!”
And besides, to the Crumpetty Tree
Come the Stork, the Duck, and the Owl;
The Snail, and the Bumble-Bee,
The Frog, and the Fimble Fowl;
(The Fimble Fowl, with a Corkscrew leg;)
And all of them said, We humbly beg,
“We may build our homes on your lovely Hat,”
“Mr Quangle Wangle, grant us that!”
“Mr Quangle Wangle Quee!”
And the Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty Tree,-
“When all these creatures move”
“What a wonderful noise there’ll be!”
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the Flute of the Blue Baboon,
On the green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree,
And all were as happy as happy could be,
With the Quangle Wangle Quee.