Winken, Beeber, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe -- Sailed off on a river of crystal light, Into a sea of dew. "Where are you going, and what do you wish?" The old moon asked the three. "We have come to fish for the herring fish That live in the beautiful sea; Nets of silver and gold have we!" Said Winken, Beeber, And Nod. The old moon laughed and sang a song, As they rocked in the wooden shoe, And the wind that sped them al night long Ruffled the waves of dew. The little stars...