Best Tweedledee Poems
Gentle is the growl of the distant traffic.
The heat of the vanishing night
Tumbles through the wide inviting window
As summer's last hoorah cascades
A tsunami of over-ripe heat
Across the surface of the dusty duvet
Where I lie
To suck the resistant moisture
From my pores
And simultaneously steal my sleep
The wild creatures are subdued.
Lucid thoughts crowd into
The sleepless void like
A second unwelcome visitor.
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Want to wrestle me into the world..
I reach for the ropes with hopes of
A friendly hand, to tag me back
Into the realm of unreality..
Gentle is the growl of the distant traffic.
Jinjagoliath
10th September 2023
4am
In Alice, this guy Tweedledum
By anyone’s rule of thumb
His twin, Tweedledee
Just had to be
A little bit dumber than dumb
Tweedledee And Tweedledum
Hohoho....
A tweedledee and a tweedledum.....
LGE case looked like a legal process by people so dumb...
BN govmen wanted to make a capital case out of LGE....
They wanted to puncture his bubble of popularity with the masses....
And to sully his growing influence and reputation...
With little Napoleans in place in all the nooks and corners of enforcement...
Especially with that compliant idiot in the AG department...
Another kangaroo court was set for a very long session...
Until the historic day of May 9th arrived and a miracle happened...
Unexpectedly the rakyat forced a change of federal govmen...
A bright eyed 92yr old took over the reins of the govmen....
And set into motion, countrywide, a governance by lawful enforcement...
And among the first drastic action from the new govmen....
Was to ignore the village idiot seated in the AG department...
Lo and behold, after some national hue and cry....
Tommy Thomas, backed by his sterling credentials, became the new AG .....
Thereafter the rakyat get to see the slow wheels of justice gaining traction...
Suddenly there happened numerous investigations into the old govmen's administration...
Hohoho....
Now we even see the famous elusive Chinaman voicing out his frustrations...
Even as his old man is now dragged into his web of deception...
And an all too famous clown is facing charges of money laundering...
Not to mention the massive 1MDB debacle still under investigation......
Hohoho....
A tweedle Dee and a tweedle dum...
There is certainly more exciting news to come...
Hohoho.....
No, dear reader, this is not an April Fool's prank piece. It's merely a bit of nonsense for this very silly day...
Alice asked Tweedledee,
"What is logic?"
Tweedle thought for a moment then said,
"Though I never before have considered the question,
Here's how it rolls 'round in my head"
A thing that is so just might well be,
If that isn't too abstrusely quaint,
But I really don't see
How a thing that can't be
Can be anything other than ain't".
"And if my private universe scans right, // So does the verse of galaxies divine ..." - from the poem "Pale Fire" by Vladimir Nabokov.
In Wonderland, with Alice I would walk
and speak with Cheshire Cats and one March Hare,
then through the looking glass, a Jabberwock,
as Tweedledum and Tweedledee would stare.
With Lucy in her diamond-studded sky,
newspaper taxis and cellophane flowers,
I found myself sharing marshmallow pie
with rocking horse people for countless hours.
In Narnia, I met the Pevensies
a Faun and Lion past the wardrobe door.
In Middle Earth I learned of talking trees,
and hobbits, dwarves, and elves - brave to the core.
Between the lines of lyrics, prose and verse
flew rockets in my private universe.
written 17 Sep 2020
Tweedledee surfs tides the fingers decree
Tweedledum rinses the melody lyrics gum
As I gently strum
My guitar took me far where I can never disagree
In the dreamland of peace
Where brothers trouble sisters like breeze
Everyone fears the waves of seashore
Through smile, love travels miles
In agony, love takes patience to subdue hegemony
Love begets love
So do hatred begets hatred
But two wrongs can not make a right
When he emits hatred; to learn him love, display it.
© 2020
® Olábòsóyè Wèmímó Oláolúwá
Every February fourteenth,
(reference Gregorian Calendar see
High Middle Ages his Saints' Day)
which combs thee
day after morrow aye decree
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
mine near one and same
mean mein near best buddy
donning Harris tweed plus sundry
other manifold couture to express free
expression like... once upon time
innocently naive barenaked lady
Chatterley young hippy feeling groovy,
albeit (think psychedelic) swiftly tailored
Harry styled vested gentry
twills nonetheless seam, née
upon aforesaid occasion intoxicated spree
formerly honored when animalistic glee
burst asunder courtesy biological key
hormones thawing lovely frozen bones
buzzfeeding, delivering, exuding earthy
primal propensities originally
linkedin with Lupercalia
nonetheless, encompassing various
animalistic, erotic, narcissistic... needs ye
not not necessarily be apprised,
where altruistic festive folk would easily agree
to hunker down no matter
sheepishness prevalent within
wooled wide web re:
guarding Islanders at their homes
Islands named total more'n three
amidst Lewis, Harris, Uist, Barra
and several pertinences, all fertile
like lasses christened Galilee,
yet all known as Outer Hebrides.
Now really as one ewe man
misanthrope to another I advise
Cupid doth surprize
god of desire, erotic love,
hoop fully experienced
before permanent demise,
where mortals whisked no matter
sullen sensate (human and/or other) being
vainly, morosely, and futilely cries
passion play his trademark guise
plus tell tale sign tear streaming eyes
(think head over heels
lovestruck gals and guys)
willingly yoking, where
(of quartz) romancing stone
temple pilot paunches face
(case toward albeit point yours truly) applies
young and old paramours recognize
steeped within storied mythologize
as one after another arrow
(whipped out quiver) guise
nocked, molded then loosed
courtesy once taut than slack bowstring
bedazzles lovers with stars
glistening in their lovestruck blind eyes
any unspoken inapropos prurience,
I eagerly, honestly, and readily, apologize.
Who tripped who first?
Jack or Jill?
From the top of that nursery rhyme hill?
Also just who pushed Humpty Dumpty?
Off to his dreadful fate?
See all the king's horses,
and all the king's men,
intentionally, had gotten there so late.
There the castle hall thrown,
Itsy Bitsy Spider lived above it
had whispered secrets to Little Miss Muffet.
All through the kingdom conspiracy grows,
King Cole turned out to not be such a jolly old soul.
The cow didn't make it over the moon,
landing a bad fall from jumping to soon,
so Jack trader her, for the little beans in town,
the stalk grew so high,
up where gold and giants are found.
Little Bow Peep,
didn't actually loose her sheep,
she snuck out to the pasture for Little Boy Blue
while her mom was asleep.
The old woman in the shoe,
turned out to be,
a mean old grouchy fraudulent mommy.
She sent all her kids out over seas,
row, row, rowing their boats,
to a far off nursery.
They found their way to Old MacDonalds farm,
along with Tweedledum and Tweedledee,
now they are stuck as slaves for song,
for all rhyming eternity.
We have all been warned, but the sign was there
Staring in her face,
and nothing else was
The food could be drugged
But the sign said “eat me” and “drink me” and “be me”
So Alice did what she was told,
Being a curious girl.
It was her first act of compliance
Could it save her from the rabbit hole?
She was now in a world of small and tall,
life and strife, Tweedledee and Tweedledum
It was a jazzy place, and her eyes were moving fast
Trying to take in what her imagination was bringing
Was she on cocaine then? Heroin?
Let’s see, back in that day
I am going to guess opium….
It is a jabberwocky of a fix to be facing
the Queen of Hearts who is yelling
“Off with her head!” meaning you.
Soon Alice is in the full throes of imagination land
glad she followed the white rabbit.
Pink Cheshire cat, smiling, as she floats
in and out of two worlds.
I'd love to visit Munchkin land
to meet the wizard of Oz.
Its somewhere over the rainbow
so I hope I don't get lost.
Just to walk along with Dorothy
along the yellow brick road.
Meet the lion and the tin man
team up with the brainless scarecrow.
Instead of dreaming about Alice
I love to meet her in wonderland.
With Tweedledee and Tweedledum
white rabbit,talking flowers,such fun.
In the company of the Cheshire Cat
march hare mad hatter all three.
I've heard they have great party's
even though they only drink tea.
Maybe I could visit sleeping beauty
that would be my wish.
For just one day I'd be her prince.
and wake her with a kiss.
To rouse her from her dreams
and drive away her tears.
Nothing in life would deter me
I would wait a hundred years.
Seek out the lovely snow white
join the seven dwarfs by her side.
She is the fairest in all the land
I know it's true,for mirrors never lie.
I would tell the wicked queen
to be happy with her lot.
Accept snow white is more beautiful
before things for her get to hot.
Yes I'd love to visit fairy land
and leave this world of hate.
To a land full of innocence and dreamers
now wouldn't that be great.
Is the Mad Hatter the only one who can be mad then?
I glared at Alice; is she so obtuse, she does not recognize her truth?
What is it? She asks me, concerned.
I am the Queen of Hearts and likely to lop her head off if I take a notion.
Frankly I doubt now there would be anything worthwhile in her head.
Tweedledee Dee and Tweedledee Dumb have stopped eating.
Empaths, they feel my wrath, so they gather up the cookies and go.
What about the sandwiches? Don’t you want them? Asks Cheshire.
Cheshire is a trouble maker; this is why I like him.
I watch his smirking grin disappear and reappear.
I could use you as a night light I think. Crumb! There is the stupid rabbit.
The one that brought that human down here in the first place.
I send my henchmen to bring back his head.
The Red of Diamonds is as dumb as the Ten of Spades.
They bring back Cinderella’s crystal slipper.
Wrong story you idiots!
Tonight, I woke up screaming.
I woke up screaming your name.
Alas, I wasn't dreaming.
Another toy in your game.
It's a game you play so well,
The Red Queen of broken hearts.
Down the rabbit hole I fell,
The Mad Hatter from the start.
Tweedledee and Tweedledum,
This dual role that I once led.
A beguiled referendum,
Until the axe took my head.
Now I'm lost in Wonderland,
No Cheshire Cat grin for me.
This fate I can't understand.
What cure for such misery?
Dumbledee Dinosaur had birds on his knees
His long, Long, LONG neck would often spout green peas
His eyes would twirl and his ears would spin
He tried to smile all the time but his mouth was too thin
He loved the waters of Twee lakes and Twee oceans
But tangled his giant Dino feet with too much commotion
He waddled and bobbled in such a funny sight
That all the Twees and Twums from Tweedledee Dum
Would run, Run, RUN it was such a FRIGHT!!!
They flew up in the air without any care
They Tweedledee Twumed on their wee Twee little bums
Till Dumbledee Dinosaur caught them midair - with such laughter
To save the day for Twee and live happily ever after!
We have all been warned, but the sign was there
Staring in her face,
and nothing else was
The food could be drugged
But the sign said “eat me” and “drink me” and “be me”
So Alice did what she was told,
Being a curious girl.
It was her first act of compliance
Could it save her from the rabbit hole?
She was now in a world of small and tall,
life and strife, Tweedledee and Tweedledum
It was a jazzy place, and her eyes were moving fast
Trying to take in what her imagination was bringing
Was she on cocaine then? Heroin?
Let’s see, back in that day
I am going to guess opium….
It is a jabberwocky of a fix to be facing
the Queen of Hearts who is yelling
“Off with her head!” meaning you.
Soon Alice is in the full throes of imagination land
glad she followed the white rabbit.
Pink Cheshire cat, smiling, as she floats
in and out of two worlds.
Tweedleedee saw Alice reach the square bounds,
"Funny girl, he sighed, "she thinks she's real
All the world is only fiction,
Someone's dream, an absurd game."
"Anyhow," his brother looked around,
"If this world has something real,
It should have the only name."
"Which?" inquired Tweedledee.
Tweedldum just spelled aloud:
A, L, I, C and E."