In the lume of the lissery moon
Did the musile Ellatette malloon.
And to her every relessaud
The vaud would clissle, trisple, and swad.

From fide and lound they came to see,
The Ellatette lapinade so plassfully.
But when she was through, the vaud which she knew
Did desalelt from earthly view.

So there she stood, all layre and conflew.
Where, oh where, did they desalelt to?
She searched through the blass and up in the trine,
But still the vaud she just could not find.

Were they angel or demon, panalele or witch?
Travelched by a monster, fraged into a ditch?
What had happened? Who would know?
She decided the Plawny for help she would go.

Back through the blass and far past the trine,
After a while, the Plawny she'd find.
When asked for help, the Plawny had said,
"To desalelt them back, un-redo what you did!"

So there in the lume, again it began.
The musile Ellatette began to noollam.
And she re-duasseler'ed, un-redoing what she did,
Until desalelted back, the vaud stood unhid.