The banality of evil
Could’ve been a Devil’s plan
But he never signed the deal
He’s a decent kind of man
He’s aware of dialectics
Without evil there’s no good
Both are slaughtered in eclectic
Caesar salad that he could
Purchase in the local store
For the evening meal with wine
Just the same as day before
Good and evil to confine
But the line is fast to blur
And the meaning quickly sunk
And it clearly occurs
That he’s tiddly, if not drunk.
Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee
Was ever so lovely and kind to little old me
I met him when I was living next to the sea
I think we were two, but we might have been three
Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee
was a lopsided dragon with a golden eye you see
My best friend forever, I nicknamed him Handsome Tee
He took me flying at night to Tennessee and Kentucky
My sister was scared, she was frightened of Tee
He was as big as an ocean liner in the deep blue sea
But he was gentle and kind, and he truly loved me
I will always love my pal, Tiddly Widdly Willie Little Winkie Wee
Hiddildy Tiddly Twiddly Twit
Tried on ten hats and none of them fit
Tried on the pants all without fly’s
Luckily they were all the wrong size
And as for the shirt with collar and cuffs
Thought that the frills were just a bit much
As for the jacket with buttons that shined
He asked “please tell me this ain’t all ya kin find”
And as for the shoes to his feet they were news
A left and a right, well, he just couldn’t choose
Thus, Hiddildy Tiddly Twiddly Twit
Walked out the door the way he came in
Two beards and two noses but only one chin
Can you hear the rhythm
The rhythm of a drum
It's easy to copy it
Tum Tum Tiddly, Tiddly Tum Tum
It is also easy
To imitate a bell
Tinkle TinkleTinkle
That goes very well
Also, you can Bang and Clang
Boom, Boom, Boom and Bong
That's not a bell of course
It sounds more like a Gong
A Flute is even easier
Just Toot, Toot, Toot, Toot
Everyone will cover their ears
And outside you'll have to scoot
A Tambourine is boring
All you have to do with it is shake
You would soon get tired of that
As it would make your poor arms ache
There's a lot of other instruments
You pluck and strum and blow
It would take a long time
For you to choose one so
There are just too many
For you to understand
And have to take lessons
To start playing in a band
Or play in an orchestra
That would be super good
Where every type of instrument
Plays music like it should
Here is your squidger
The object is to pop a wink
Try to get it inside a cup
Or smash your opponent, go for their pink.
My grandsons looked at me as if I had sprung a head.
Come on! I urged them. Before we have to go to bed.
I think they may be too old, my daughter suggested.
You never know, until they are tested.
I had to demonstrate a time or two.
Luckily, I have been popping winks since nineteen sixty-two.
In September I plan to go Vienna’s Tiddly Winks Championship.
Annual Tiddly Winks competition, yes, because I am that hip
The Tiddly kids
It is blissful to play with toddling fries
Like a teeter totter butterfly
To wake-up from bed before the sunrise
Like an alarm clock with an innocent cry
With gestures, they try all task to tackle
Cheer us all using tiny tongue to babble
Often Find fun to play with singing toys
Hurling, breaking and fixing seldom annoys
Climbing stairs like a filmy stunt with no fear Certainly Fall to knees and filled eye with tears
Take a chance for tearing pages out of books
Yet choppy reading style reminds traditional folks
Love to take shower in the bathing tub
With mild soap on torso,but not on face to rub
Ever ready to take round in any street
Make me giggle with shoes on wrong feet
Silently and secretly,Eats all unwanted items
To feed nutritional , I need to bear all tantrum
Go to bed like a full-time tired plumber
It's so nice to see them with sweet slumber
Aah! What an amazing life with Beautiful phase
Wish I could go back to my childhood days
Can you hear the rhythm
The rhythm of a drum
It's easy to copy it
Tum Tum Tiddly, Tiddly Tum Tum
It is also easy
To imitate a bell
Tinkle Tinkle Tinkle
That goes very well
Also, you can Bang and Clang
Boom, Boom, Boom and Bong
That's not a bell of course
It sounds more like a Gong
A Flute is even easier
Just Toot, Toot, Toot, Toot
Everyone will cover their ears
And outside you'll have to scoot
A tambourine is boring
All you have to do with it is shake
You would soon get tired of that
As it would make your poor arms ache
There's a lot of other instruments
You pluck and strum and blow
It would take a long time
For you to choose one so
There are just too many
For you to understand
And have to take lessons
To start playing in a band
Or play in an orchestra
That would be super good
Where every type of instrument
Plays music like it should
(giggly apologies to Bo Diddly and Buddy Holly)
I'm tellin' you how it's gonna be
You gonna play tiddlywinks with me
Tiddle forever and one day
Winks are winks and so they'll stay
Hey, hey hey Mona, Mona, oh Mona.
I'm gonna buy you a tiddlin' game
You gonna buy me the very same
Watch as we go tiddly hop
Keep on playin', never stop
Hey, hey hey Mona, Mona, oh Mona.
Hi Tiddley Hi Ti
I sung this happy song
Hi Tiddley Hi Ti
But got the lyrics wrong
Hi Tiddley Hi Ti
The winker's life for me
I'm wearing a tie-dye
It fits me to a T.
Tiddly Winks upon the floor
something less and nothing more
I hear their clinks in the rain
hiding something our minds refrain
Tiddly Winks on the ground
the corpse lays there without a sound
Always this and that galore
something less and nothing more
Tiddly Winks you begin to lie
you once told me nothing dies
childhood dreams gone to naught
something less you'd have me thought
Tiddly Winks I will not learn
the lies hidden secretly and for now i yearn
all those things you had me ignore
were not something less and nothing more
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