In the land of neverbelieve, I cuddled newborn cockapoo puppies, on a fluffy, warm cloud  with curious, magical creatures.

In the land of neverbelieve, I smelt the burning , hot, sparkling lave pop in the hard, solid crater to protect the lave from exploding in Hawaii.

In the land of neverbelieve, as pleasing as a baby chick, I played with elephants dancing in the adorable play room for big elephants and small elephants.

In the land of neverbelieve, I saw the whole moon light up as lightning bolt, the marvellous moon that looks like a sparkling disco ball.