Tweedles Dee Dum Doo

“Tweedle, my dear, are you Dee or Dum?” “I’m neither Dum nor Dee, but Doo, you see” “I’ve never heard of Doo; of the Tweedles that is” “Well I’m Doo, and I do say so to you” “For I am the third offspring of the Tweedles I don’t like needles or crunchy beetles Though I do like toffee much better than coffee And I love to scuba while playing the tuba” “The twins, Dum and Dee, often forget about me They are like one mind, body, and soul you see They tease as they please and cause me to sneeze With tricks up their sleeves, they don’t eat their peas” “No stories of me you’ll ever read Yes, indeed, I am the bad seed in need Of a normal home, a pocket comb, a friend that is not a garden gnome To love me is easy, not cheesy or leaving you feeling queasy” “Dee and Dum had their fifteen minutes of fame Now my name, Tweedle the same, I’ve got no shame This Tweedle Doo begs of you, not to bid him an adieu I am yours, open your doors, I promise not to snore” “I am never Dum or Dee, just me Little brother Doo wants to come home with you I’ll always be a Tweedle who doesn’t like needles But love you forever this younger Doo will do”