Wynken, Blynken and Nod

Wynken, Blynken and Nod one night
sailed off in a wooden shoe–
Sailed on a river of misty light
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going,
and what do ou wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish
for the herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,”
Said Wynken,
Blynken
And Nod…