The Tuffelbun Dance

Late at night
Where the shalolocks grow
Tuffelbuns gather
And line up in a row

The leader at the front
He does a little hop
Then one by one
The line starts to pop

They turn to the left
And turn to the right
Do a little shiver
As if standing in fright

Then the wiggle and they squiggle
Going to and fro
Dancing through the trees
Who knows where they’ll go!

They dance through the dreams
Of people fast asleep
Wriggle, spin and hopping
Then finish with a leap

So close your eyes and watch them
Dancing all around
Dancing fun and beautiful
And also quite profound