One night you sing of twiddle-dee
To sing that night of magic thee
But the whistle sound of pushing power
It does not come this very hour
You say your prayers then say goodnight
The twiddle-dee from my window sight
I love to sing of twiddle-dee
From the pushing power—the mouth of me
I whistle to make this beautiful sound
The magic love is finally found
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kasidy this is my favorite one.
you are so amazing. not to mention, the best sister ever!!!!!
I LOVE YOU
Send me that! i LOVE it. Even though it makes NO sense, IT ROCKS!!!!
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