There was a pond, that lay in the forest, with mermaids and goblins the poor and the fairest.

All the faeries, the gnomes and the loons, all wished apon this water. The magical blue lagoon.

It glistened and shimmered along with the mermaids, which all sang their songs, with their hair, up in braids.

The little carved bridge that crossed the water, made by the finest, woodcutters daughter.

As the sun will light our way, so will the moon off the blue lagoon.
The forest is hidden, before never land, and crosses a river lined with dabloons.

Beyond the garden, hung three moons, as though tied to a string, like a children’s cartoon.

Lay at night, with the sleeping gnomes, in tiny little mushroom homes.

Bunny’s in burrows eating their carrots,
Ogres and goblins, riding in chariots

They say that all the golden trolls,
Guard the forest from evil and moles.

Into the blue lagoon they say,
Faeries and leprechauns, light my way.