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Tweedle Dum And Tweedle Dee

Tweedle Dum And Tweedle Dee

Meet Tweedle Dum and Tweedle-Dee

Two of a kind they both lived in a tree

Way high up on the upper most branch

Not afraid of heights but why take a chance

I fail to see why they're living up there

They don't have a bed, they don't have a chair

Must be uncomfortable and hard on the bum

Hope they're not bothered by splinters, by gum

These guys are strange, they're nincompoops

They've never liked living in community groups

Independent old souls most all of their lives

Some call 'em snobby, these guys they deride

Society is made up of all different trolls

Some are hot headed with holes in their souls

Some are real happy, like those guys the best

Sure happy I got that stuff off of my chest

Meet Tweedle Dum and old Tweedle-Dee

Two of a kind they both lived in a tree

If you want my opinion and my very sage advice

Get the hell down here and I won't tell you twice

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Jack Ellison

We are two peas in a pod, my dearest Cherie! The day we met was life changing for me! Finally found someone that I can relate and who has the same outlook on life and love! Keep smiling and give that big lug, Tony, a hug for me too! Love, Santa xxx

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