Diddy Dum Do Doe
Whatcha call a ditty dum do dee...a doe to which the ditty could fly,
A do on the doe of the deer you see...of which all is possible to cry,
Do dee dum dumb...could've would've seen the water flow,
But you choose to let the dumb dee pass you by.
If one was but a bird in the hum drum of a wilderbeast...just watching,
Intently waiting for the kings head to fall...it's chance to shine brightly,
With a swift dee dum of a grumble grub...I thought it shined through again,
The power of many is in the dumb dee of the few...a battle was just won today.
But was the war of dee doe really over...the war of ants and dragons,
Creatures of unimaginable diddy doe...why was it meant to be like a do dum,
Chances came and went...the stars emmaculance spent unwisely,
Don't the ditty doe doe know how it went...diddy dum do doe.
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