Tweedle's Dum and Dee
Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
are two friends of mine.
They hung out with dear Alice.
They knew her in her prime.
They smoked some dope,
least that's the hope,
in caterpillar time,
oh, tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum,
they are two friends of mine.
Mr. Dum loved the Cheshire cat
Mr. Dee the Jabberwocky,
both of them shunned the Hatter,
he made the bitterest tea.
Why Dad named them
both the same thing
only the rabbit knew.
What he'd done was a shame
seeing that they were TWO!
Just two boys, round formed,
beak capped, and bow legged
but, oh the trouble that they caused,
they never were up staged!
My deadly duo,
famous two-o,
who would there be but thee,
just ask Alice, she'll agree
twin boys of dread debauchee.
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