Dinkledoodledum…

‘There were three of us, Dougald McAlister, Jack Thwaites, and myself. The
place was called in the grandiloquent language of the bush, “The
Dinkledoodledum Station” (I like these old native names), because it was
situated in the Dinkledoodledum Creek. Dinkledoodledum–as any philologist
can guess by the sound of it–means the Valley of the Rippling Streamlets.’

(from ‘Australian Tales’ by Marcus Clarke)