Noddy and Big Ears, while boating one day,
Were caught in a storm and they happened to stray,
Far out to the sea, on an ocean so spare,
They landed on an island, tropical, I declare.
What shall we do? Big Ears cried loud,
We are far from our friends and our spouses, so proud,
I really don’t know, Noddy answered him, then,
He heard rustling in the bushes behind them.
Is it, said Big Ears, cannibals that we face?
I hope not, really hope not, said Noddy, red faced.
Then out from the bushes and the dark trees,
Golliwog appeared and he put them at ease.
Where did you come from? they asked of him,
We thought you were banished, never to return.
I was banished, he explained. Set adrift in a boat,
I was lost to the ocean, a place without hope.
After many days my broken boat landed here,
On this island, this place of beauty so rare
Having water and fruit, I settled down for the wait,
Until I was rescued from this lonely place.
Recognising that fate had sent them that day,
Noddy and Big Ears said, Golliwog you are saved,
Come back to Toyland; we want you there,
We love who you are, black skin and all.
When they were watered and fed with the best,
Yams, coconuts and tree frogs’ sweet legs,
They mended the boat as well as can be,
Then set off for Toyland in fine company.
For ten long days they sailed the seven seas,
Until they smelt fragrance; apple blossom on the breeze,
Ahoy, they called out when they spotted land ahead,
That is Old Blighty, the three of them said.
When they were home, ensconced in their place,
Noddy and Big Ears looked into Golliwog’s black face,
Never again will you be sent away because of your skin,
Be it black or white or green with purple markings.
Next day, as the friends paraded around town,
Everyone was happy to see them return,
And those who banished Golliwog, sent him away,
Were sent to Coventry for many a long day.
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