That Flibbedy-dee! By CpSingleton © 2015
Who out there needs a flibbedy-dee
Flying ’round your cage from one til three?
Up in space and out to tea,
That flibbedy-dee and me-oh
I met him flitting in a grocery store,
Looking for rice cakes and much more.
He stopped by me: I knew the score.
Flibbedy flapped his jaw-line.
We sang some songs and drank a drink.
Just killing concepts with a wink.
That flibbedy-dee, man he can think!
But he mostly likes to rhyme-o
If you see him tip your hat,
And bounce from up ways to down flat.
That flibbedy-dee’ll enjoy that.
Just before his bedtime-o