Does anybody remember TIDDELY WINKS?

Showing my age here, but yes... I remember.

Does anybody remember TIDDELY WINKS?
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Reply:I always thought it was symbolic of the male/female union. Trying to get my tiddly into your wink. That kind of thing.
Reply:yes, i remember,


“Of junk enough,


Have I been fed.


Nourish, love, feed


Both my soul, my hungry





Body. Heal mind


And body, too, aches


And tears, a havoc


Wracking mind, body,





Derails soul’s sole


Golden goal and laurel.


Nourish, hold, heal,





Of junk enough


Have I been overfed.


I crave warm, clean bed,





Pillow for my head,


Good food for supper,


Home cooked.





Fix my broken teeth,


Sooth my aching feet.”


~ Fobby





“Heck, yeah ~ !”


~ Mum





“Go, Knock ~ Knock,


My cradle rocks.





Giddy ~ up ~ !





A lesson old ~


Soul barefoot, bold,





Bears love’s gifts,


Nifty, spiffy me, adrift.”


~ Twittering





“Heck, yeah ~ !”


~ Capsicum





“The more often snow snows (Noyz of Tiddely), the more often knowing


knows (Noyz of Tiddely), the more my knowing snows.


And nobody knows (Noyz of Tiddely) how cold my toes


(Noyz of Tiddely), how old my toes (Noyz of Tiddely), tip toe


without you (Noyz of Tiddely), tip toe boldly toward you


(Noyz of Tiddely), gallop gallantly, Noyz of Tiddely winks


right back at you, shamelessly, gallantly gallops, right up to you,


says, Knock Knock ~ ! Open me ~ !”


~ Twittering





“Golden links eternal symmetry loops, your middle


Finger, philosopher’s stone, gold mount cradles,


You, I cradle, lullaby, sung Twiddle Dee, Twiddle





Dumb. (The hour is calm, the night babbles


Of The Forest of Or ~ !), bears heat of The Creator,


No rare enigma, by passion’s persona





Given form. Gauntly Sounds ~ ! Knot more ~ !


The hour breathes form,


Bears The Heart of The Creator ~ !”


~ Mum





“Hear Zounds ~ ! Not more ~ ! Forest floor,


A door, a rare enigma, a hook translates gauntly


Zounds ~ ! Not more ~ !





Therefore, Exorcise the I, restore fine stones,


Meld, weld, amalgamate, alchemize as One roams


Rooms of I, of Thee, of Therefore,





A Door.





Zounds ~ ! Knot more ~ ! Rare enigma, a Book,


The Hour, I pray …”


~ Twittering





~ * ~





~ * The Leaves Blow Cradle Fine


Giddy %26amp; Golden, Rocking to %26amp; fro, in Autumn Thyme ...


Blew Windy Ginger Chimes


Ring a Golden Giddy Treasury of Rhyme * ~





“The windy forest harbors arboretum,


Love, an arbor fine, where leaves grow


Cradle fine, by cradled limbs, giddy, golden,





Rocking gently, to %26amp; fro, Autumn Thyme,


Where blew blown windy ginger chimes


Ring a Giddy Golden Treasury of Rhyme.”


~ Tyche





“And Calvin quickly hollers ~


Soon it’s suppertime


Hurry up, scurry over,


Come on over for supper here in Sleep Hollow ~ !”


~ Laika





“The World’s Again Orb Blew


Of The Sights of Inn Blows of Know’s


Snow, Letters Too ~ !





Thee ~ Of Prancers


Of DANCER of BUTTERFLY TO SHINE





Of ~ Light equipped light


Luminary of Paris Parisian Party,


Very Prettily Dressed


Reports back to us …”


~ Charlotte





“A rightful flight expressed flight’s envoy


The word in Nouveau Ork ...





The Star of Sensational Spectacle,


Of Effervescent, Transparent,


Of oneself beautifully busy, bumble bee bestirs


A divine garden


Dapples the mirage of a butterfly,





A monarch, flight angelica of wings,


A on Thee ~ Light of Flutter appears


For the admiration of crowds, her patron, Ms.


~ Of ~ Of God





It Is Miss ~ Of Lotty


Flown in from Far Flung’s Faire ~ !





Who, that howling owl, says


She fills your wonder of the assistances


Placed on summits of tree, the assembly lines,


Opacified ~ The Floatable Canopy,





The English Gardens of Sevens, The 5 Seasons,


Your pleasure.”


~ The International Lust Herald





*





“No embalming.”


~ SBH





“In a hole, shot my wad


For whole the day.


No AD[Hi!]D meds.


Mind all gone, numbness


Reigns, grounds,


No, buries, mind, my light,


Pains my aching


Head, shrieks ragged itch


Of Hell. Not swell.





Nice lines, however,


I can see, if not know.





Just arose, now


Time again to nap,


Nod off, I now go.”


~ Twittering





“GO TO HELL


Without no hand basket ~ !”


~ Folly





“Just arose, now


Time again to nap,


To The Land of Nod off, I now


Go.”


~ Twittering





“GO TO HELL


Without no hand basket ~ !”


~ Folly





*





“They say me ~ ‘Thou shinest a light to mankind


With thy lore as the night which the Moon doth uplight!’


I answer, ‘A truce to your jests and your gibes.


Without luck what is learning?~ a poor ~ devil wight!


If they take me to pawn with my lore in my pouch,


With my volumes to read and my ink case to write,


For one day’s provision they never could pledge me,


As likely on Doomsday to draw bill at sight.’





“How poorly, indeed, doth it fare wi' the poor,


With his pauper existence and beggarly plight.


In summer he faileth provision to find,


In winter the fire pot’s his only delight.


The street dogs with bite and with bark to him rise,


And each losel receives him with bark and with bite.


If he lift up his voice and complain of his wrong,


None pities or heeds him, however he’s right,


And when sorrows and evils like these he must brave,


His happiest homestead were down in the grave.”





~ From “The Tale of The Three Apples,”


From “The Arabian Nights”





“If ill betide thee through thy slave,


Make him forthright thy sacrifice.


A many serviles thou shalt find,


But life comes once and never twice.”





~ From “The Tale of The Three Apples,”


From “The Arabian Nights”
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Reply:My youngest kid is twenty one and she knows what tiddely winks is.