Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum,
Plant the seed, then eat the plum,
Horses for courses, I now feel hoarse,
From singing and yelling and talking of course.
Sandwiched tight in between two loons,
Crazy is, as crazy dooos,
“No harm nohow!” Tweedle Dum belies,
Then Tweedle Dee bellows, “contrawise!”
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Not everything needs to be sensible, in order to make sense to some.
In that vain, enjoy a stroll down Loopy Lane!
Love and Respect always,
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