"tweedledum" poems
This poem is to
My late brother,
My best friend
Who we use to plant
Memories from the
Past.
We used to play,argue and fight
We were Tweedledum and Tweedledee,
Always known by a smile.
But this world is crazy enough,it could
Not been better to you,this is blasphemy
But God could have given you another
Chances to life,
Death you should never be proud.
Rest in peace brother.
I won't count my tears
They worth poppin' and fall.
I can't bare this gaint pain in my
Heart,and words can't spell it right.
Dearest lives you left behind will
Always adore you.
Goodbye my friend,so
Long,farewell,but it not
The end of the chapter,i will see you
Again in the after life,someday in
Heaven we will reunite,the flash disappears
But soul survive...
...Till next time,friend,farewell,Goodbye.
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
Masticated Ectoplasm to Lance Corporal Tom
Masticated Ectoplasm to Lance Corporal Tom
Bumming your fat knobs and insert your helmet naked and unashamed
Masticated Ectoplasm to Lance Corporal Tom
Kicking off kick-off, cyborgs brought face to face
Tartan sunstroke and may Mumbo Jumbo's **** all lie among you
Nine, eleven, seven, thirteen, six, quinquereme, ******** ********* Tweedledum and Tweedledee, unsocial person, erectoffensive!
This is Masticated Ectoplasm to Lance Corporal Tom
You've really ****** the naval officer
And the hatchet faces want to know whose blouses you abuse
Now it's time to evacuate the ******* if you have a free hand
This is Lance Corporal Tom to Masticated Ectoplasm
I'm fancy dress dancing through the cat—flap
And I'm groping inside a swollen grotesque sailor
And the plums look gigantically unusual nowadays
Ergo from Land's End to John o' Groats am I piddling in a crumpet slammer
Telescopic hindward the lump
Uranus Arsenic is scatological
And there's sweet **** all I can have ****** *********** with
With the proviso that I'm Ichabod celibate centipede sextillion heads
I'm fondling vigorously paparazzo
And I think my sputnik knows which direction to ****
Tell my ballbreaker I ****** her vigorously for England, she bonks
Masticated Ectoplasm to Lance Corporal Tom
Your menstrual cycle's kaput, there's oojakapivvygizmo spleen
Can you smell me, Lance Corporal Tom?
Can you get to the bottom of me, Lance Corporal Tom?
Can you delve into me, Lance Corporal Tom?
Can you...
From Land's End to John o' Groats am I vibrating ring my crumpet criminal lunatic asylum
Telescopic hindward the groupie
Uranus Arsenic is scatological
And there's sweet **** all I can have ****** *********** with
Mar 27, 2010
Mar 27, 2010 at 4:22 PM UTC
Without you, I don't make any sense;
Like macaroni noodles without cheese,
or Tweedledum without Tweedledee,
Like Abbott without Costello,
or a lemon that isn't yellow,
Like Chip without Dale,
or a ship with no sails,
Like Rocky without Bullwinkle,
or Simon without Garfunkel,
Like Yin without Yang,
or Zig without Zag,
Likeasentencewithoutspaces,
I'd be lost without your embraces.
Mar 22, 2011
Mar 22, 2011 at 8:41 PM UTC
Today's political agenda
For political puppets--
Manipulated by the powers that be,
Hoping for a Lazarus economy,
Games people play,
Any miracles today?
Mystical revival,
Elections--farcical,
Candidates--comical.
Tweedledum?
Or Tweedledummer?
Yes, games people play,
Any miracles today?
Made any jobs today?
Not for the old, for the young,
Their careers not even begun,
Hoping for a Lazarus economy,
Who are the powers that be?
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC
Following the white rabbit in his waistcoat
Listening to the tick tock of his pocket watch
Let's fall down the rabbit hole nestled at the trunk of the tree
And where you land is a room
An entire world hidden behind a door and all you need is the key
A nibble from a cake that makes you grow
And with a sip of a drink, you shrink
Insert the key and twist the ****
Opens the door to a world beyond imagination
There's a cat that grins
And with a smile, he disappears
Have a cup of tea and a biscuit with the Hare, the Hatter, and the Dormouse
Paint white roses red with the Red Queen
Beware of her freakishly large head
Slay the Jabberwocky with the Vorpal Sword
And restore the White Queen to her throne
I'm sure the ****** Big Head wouldn't like that
"Off with her head," she would say
Listen to the bicker of the twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum
The Red Queen calls them her fat boys
Partake in the musings of Absolem
The hookah-smoking caterpillar who transforms into a beautiful blue butterfly
Let us escape to Wonderland
It is far more appealing than the real world
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 6:25 AM UTC
perhaps I'm just alice walking sideways & upsides downsides through this rabbit hole
not a downfall, a ****** to the core of the earth
but an upfall (make me bright, I can see colour & roses) to the dimension
where the creatures have
stainless steel hearts
nobody ever hurts
unless the queen begs to differ
when her corset is revealed to be
suffocating her wicked waist
the jabberwocky seeks vengeance & a chance to breathe fire
"off with her head," is the threat from the enemy
but an escape is in sight
a little locked door
chesire smiles' a menacing grin
a crescent moon in the black night
it doesn't matter where you go if you don't know where you're going
a cake platter with "eat me" on a card in front
home? what is that?
tweedledee & tweedledum
mad hattee, tea, dormouse
and an unbirthday anthem sung
lacking gravity or worldly law
along the dining table for the quirks
and fablesome creatures of wonderland
-cj
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC
down amongst
the rubble,
i babble,
whilst
i fiddle
with the
thoughts,
from
the middle
of the riddle,
that is
my brain.
but,
this time
the only answer
i gain
is
tilt!! .... tilt!!
try again
later
when more
sane??
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 7:12 PM UTC
Here in Wonderland once more,
Let me hint at whats in store,
We will talk to all our friends,
And tie up some of the loose ends.
If you wondering who is my Alice?
Go see Sarah in the palace.
I am The Hatter; mad for sure,
This rhyming thing is mine and pure.
So lets go back to before,
The Red Queen is no more.
My Alice here by my side,
On Gryphon’s wings we ride.
Going to the hills up high,
There is no better way to fly.
Looking down we see March Hare,
Bouncing around everywhere.
To and fro we watch him go,
Seeing what he has to show.
He stumbles across Mock Turtle,
Then he jumps him like a hurdle.
His toe did slip and hit his skull.
Leaving him; his senses dull.
As we reach the hilly top,
Looking down we saw the drop,
The curving ground,
We saw all around.
Cheshire cat there was waiting,
Mockingbirds his tail was baiting.
Showing his trademark grin,
He danced around Alice’s shin.
On twilight skies he did float,
His latest conquest he did gloat.
Taking candy from a goat,
Showing us his stomach bloat.
Tweedledum and Tweedledee,
Stand before us now, you see.
Still they **** upon their thumb,
Dee’s in the mouth of Tweedledum.
They offer us some milk and tea,
My Alice asked, “Is it free?”
“In wonderland all is a gift,”
I state, “Just like Gryphon and his lift,
For here you see all possessions shift.”
She says, “I just didn’t want to grift.”
At the bottom of the hill we see a spot of rust,
I turn to my Alice and tell her what I must.
“This is just a solemn grave,
The last house of the Knave.
Red Queen did this yes my dear.
Pay me no mind as I shed this tear,
For this little crime,
When it was his time,
I could not speak,
My tongue was in my cheek.
I know it was so bleak,
It cost him his life, right at the peak.”
So here my new friends,
This is where it ends.
This tale was spun,
And it was fun.
Let me know in your script,
If you want more tale flipped.
Give this Hatter characters you enjoyed,
And you will see them here employed.
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 4:31 AM UTC
Food we need to stock.
The winter is long.
The summer is short.
Autumn and Fall seems like nothing at all.
The world is small.
You can put your arm around my waist.
Dress me in black lace.
I will carry my mace.
You can kiss my face.
I'll pack my suitcase.
You can go to home base.
Pick up the pace.
This is a race.
Will my journey be able to trace?
Don't look at me I didn't break that vase!
Was all this left to just waste?
My love you can taste.
Thanks for sitting with me on the banks.
A false thought an evil I already fought.
Am I like a fish you caught?
A heart you sought.
A gift you bought.
A friend you never got?
I am not a robot.
A lesson taught.
Do you think I'm hot?
You can say if I'm not.
I don't want to die here and rot.
I will pray that someday you can take me away.
With you I promise to stay.
Come what may.
Let's sail at the bay.
Roll in the hay.
Be merry and gay.
Beside you I will lay.
Come on let's play.
If you ask I'll say.
You can have your way.
With you is where I belong.
To have a mutual love that is strong.
A commitment that's long
It would be right not wrong.
A place to be with my eyes that see.
Stay away from Tweedledum and Tweedledee.
A perfect harmony.
You can become a part of me.
You won't regret it you'll see.
I can be set free.
Alone I am just one.
Together is we.
From here I have to flee.
Whenever I see an airplane I want to be in it.
For hours I will sit.
Ariel might have a b**** fit.
Her I would never hit.
That would send me to hell in the deepest pit.
I have better wits.
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 4:10 PM UTC
She tells me she likes Wonderland,
I tell her, “Just take my hand,
I will lead you through this forgotten dream,
Just remember; things aren’t what they seem.”
First we come to Tweedledee and Tweedledum,
She laughed, “One ******* on each thumb.”
Next we see the caterpillar,
Slowly his words they slur,
Asking me where I met with her.
All of a sudden there comes a purr,
Enter the Cheshire cat,
Swooping in like a turned up bat.
Grinning there from ear to ear,
Whispering for no one to hear.
Now four friends we have met,
How much do you want to bet,
The next one is the brown March Hare?
Cheshire says “He is not there.”
I gently lift my cap,
Giving it a light tap-tap,
Suddenly we’re up to five.
Just as we all start to jive,
We see White Rabbit racing by.
“Oh me, oh my”, we hear him cry.
Now that silly rabbit we do stalk,
Giving us little chance to talk.
Suddenly we hear a rustling noise,
We’re ambushed by the Red Queen’s boys.
They take us to her royal palace,
Queen O’ Heart’s sits there; her look of malice.
I take her hand in mine,
Fingers wrapping like a vine.
“Together we can beat this Queen of Heart’s,
Using just our wile and smarts,
For you see,
I’m mad as any hatter could ever be.”
I take off my hat and give it a whirl,
Magically my plan begins to unfurl.
Like a tornado I got it to spin,
It ****** the Red Queen right on in.
She huffed, she puffed, and she started to shout,
But my hat decided to shoot her right out.
She was launched to the stars,
Past Jupiter and Mars.
Leaving Wonderland to her,
And me, her Mad Hatter, sir.
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 4:29 AM UTC