Flimptieland from the evil Zurtledurks with the aid of the good fairy Tumshee, the love of his life.
He’ll dragons slay and treasures bring.
He’s fleet of foot and soft of heart
And from him Tumshees never part
Is he real, or just a dream?
He’s flesh and bone so it would seem.
Or does he dwell in a secret place
Where no one ever sees his face?