TWADDLE
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Sat upon their mother’s knee.
Exhausted from their hectic battle
Over Tweedledum’s new shaking rattle.
They’d fought like cat and dog all day,
Neither one of them was giving way.
Until their mother said enough is enough,
This battle is getting far too rough.
Be good lads and call a truce,
Come and drink your orange juice.
So Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Jumped upon their mother’s knee.
Promised her they would not battle
Over Tweedledum’s new shaking rattle.
If Tweedledee could have one too
So they could both rattle like all kids do.
Dum dee do, dum dee do.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Sat upon their mother’s knee.
Exhausted from their hectic battle
Over Tweedledum’s new shaking rattle.
They’d fought like cat and dog all day,
Neither one of them was giving way.
Until their mother said enough is enough,
This battle is getting far too rough.
Be good lads and call a truce,
Come and drink your orange juice.
So Tweedledum and Tweedledee
Jumped upon their mother’s knee.
Promised her they would not battle
Over Tweedledum’s new shaking rattle.
If Tweedledee could have one too
So they could both rattle like all kids do.
Dum dee do, dum dee do.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
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