(From one of the stranger sites out there)

The bony King of Nowhere
He sat upon his throne
He didn’t much like sitting there
Because his throne was (diddle-dee-dee)
His throne was made of stone.

His throne was made of marble white
Its feet were made of gold
It was a royal throne all right
But oh dear, it was (diddle-dee-dee)
It was extremely cold.

That skinny king of Nowhere
Was feeling very chilly
He said to go on sitting there
Was really very (diddle-dee-dee)
And also very chilly.

He jumped up on the teatable
And said “Please will you find
A seat that’s soft and suitable
To warm a king’s be-(diddle-dee-dee)
Just see what you can find.”

They fetched him up a hammock
But they couldn’t keep it still
They put him on a rocking horse
But rocking made him (diddle-dee-dee)
It made him very ill.

They sat him on a woolsack
But that rubbed up his knees
They rolled him on a feather bed
But that just made him (diddle-dee-dee)
t simply made him sneeze.

That poor old king of Nowhere
Just sat there looking sad
He said “If you could help me
I’d be very very (diddle-dee-dee)
Particularly glad.”

Two mice came up from somewhere
Behind their royal chum
They said “Dear king, here is a thing
To warm the royal (diddle-dee-dee)
And stop you feeling numb.”

The thing, it was a cushion bright
Of silk and gold brocade
So square and soft and small and light
And very neatly (diddle-dee-dee)
Of silk and gold brocade.

Now the happy king of Nowhere
s smiling on his throne
His smile is rosy
His seat is cosy
Although his throne is stone, is stone
The mice have made it nice, so nice
He is a happy king!