The Fantastic Mr. Carroll

Original poetry from the twisted mind of a Veteran overcoming SMI. All rights reserved.

The Hibbidy Dibbidy

Doin’ the Hibbidy Dibbidy

Girl, bounce on my Bippity

Doin’ the Hibbidy Dibbidy

All sorts of Majiggery

Saturday night Shenanigans

Turns into to Sunday pew hangovers

“Never doing that again”,

“A new leaf I’ve turned over”

Doin’ the Hibbidy Dibbidy

Is that all we are?

Doin’ the Hibbidy Dibbidy

Fun in the back of my car

What do we have?

Is this real?

Is there a future here?

Or, are we just having fun,

Doin’ the Hibbidy Dibbidy?

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