A Fidget of a Widget

A fidget of a widget, is fidgeting again A feisty little midget, is what she’s always been Her given name is Gidget, a girl with a giggle The very same as Bridget, a whirl in a wiggle If Gidget is a fidget of a widget with a growl And Bridget is a twidget with a midget for a pal Then what about the gadabout who never seems to fit The stupid lout you're mad about for acting like a twit He probably is more like me than what I care to comb For suddenly there seems to be no hair upon my dome If I should chance by happenstance to catch a beam of sun Then you may see a brand new me is medium well-done The ones you pet will not forget the way that you are kind They will not let the fun you get betray your peace of mind If you will test your very best by what you say to Bridget Then you will crest above the rest who pray to play with Gidget.