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Click hereDoodle Dandy – Walker.
Danny Walker's gone to town,
Gone to see his Granny.
Brief respite for mom and dad,
Dandy Danny Walker.
No feathers stuck in Danny's cap,
No macaronied fancy.
A head too big for any hat,
Danny Dandy - Walker.
Granny put him down to sleep,
Loves her darling Danny.
Despite herself, she laid him down,
To sleep for a new dawning.
Cold that night the chill crept in
window Granny opened.
Witness to her mortal sin,
Danny's Granny Walker.
In the morning Danny's gone,
gone to meet his maker.
Respite in grief for mom and dad,
But none for Granny Walker.
The nights are cold so bitter cold,
no rest for Granny Walker.
Haunted for love of Danny boy,
But no one comes to take her.
singsong fun with a damned chilling undercurrent that smacks you straight in the back of the head.
I knew there had to be more to the piece and googled the syndrome, and well, ishtat, darkly disturbing, packaged in light airy fun
as Yankee Doodle Dandy. It still feels like something from an old Anglo oral tradition and I love the word play--I had to read nimbly not to get caught up in any tongue twisters! Good on you for writing again. Always good to read you. :)
Found myself singing the poem in the manner of "Yankee Doodle Dandy," ishtat.
I'm guessing you intended that.
It's good to see you visit occasionally. I enjoy reading your comments and poems.