JImble gets aboard on the big fluffy puff,
Snowy white as the clouds;
As he flies high he yells "good-bye!"
Because nobody else was aloud.
Looking high towards the heavens, he trick-ley smiles,
"I'm on the Journey, the long LONG Journey.."
"Who knows what it'll bring,or the songs they'll sing..."
"of me..OF ME!"

JImble gets off, at the very next-est stop,
At 'ALL THE WAY: BUSY CLOUD HOPING BAY'
Bustle & hustle no time for meaningless fuss-tle,
He turned around without a sound and scurried to..
'A-WAY'
Happily he brumbled and said;
"I'm on the Journey, the long LONG Journey.."
"Who knows what it'll bring,or the songs they'll sing..."
"of me..OF ME!"

5 years flew fast, oh what time had past!
JImble was now pro-nounced KING;
He had once-st fought the Wockey, with a stick for Hockey,
And down the Wockey went withe a ZI-ING!
The long LONG Journey had brought JImble- The quick and Nimble- to places he never knew,
And the songs that were sung,
From the surprising deeds he'd done,
of he..OF HE!