•๘ •ฐ• • doo wah diddy • •ฐ• ๘•



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this is a blatant rip-off  of  my friend Fireblossom’s poem  “THE DEMANDING DOLL”  which i recommend you go and read first  HERE  {i’ll wait}  at her blog ‘Shay’s Word Garden.’   she does not know  {yet}  that i wrote this poem and i do not have her permission to use her character  ‘the Colonel’  ~  i’m hoping she likes my poem  {or at least likes me}  enough not to sue me for copyright infringement.  i don’t have anything of  value,  so it wouldn’t do her much good to sue me anyway.   i know,  it takes a lot of  balls for me to do a take-off  of  her brilliant writing,  but muse can be very insistent!  he thinks very highly of  HIS  abilities and is always complaining about getting stuck with such a half-assed excuse for a writer  {meaning me}  ~  oh,  well!    please forgive me,  Shay!  oh,  and all of  the information below the music video about where you can purchase the doll is for real.

{blush} i just realized i misread  “colonial”  {as in a style of  house}  in Fireblossom’s  poem as “colonel”  {as in a style of  boyfriend}  ~  sorry,  Shay!

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Regina,  the ball jointed doll,
was walking down the street
minding her own business and
singing  ‘doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy do’
when the Colonel pulled his gawd-awful
pink jeep up onto the sidewalk,
blocking her way.

“What the fuck do you want,  Loser?”
Regina asked.
“You’ve got to help me”  he pleaded
“talk some sense into that twin sister of  yours.”

“Oh,  right,  like she ever listens to me…
besides,  I don’t even like you!
So why would i help you?”

The Colonel looked like he was about to burst into tears.
“But I love her…  I really do!
She says the baby’s not mine,
but I don’t believe her!
Please!  Help me!”

Just then Regina’s boyfriend,  Exitium,
came around the corner.
He didn’t like the Colonel either,
so he ran over and punched him
in the face twice,  just for the helluva it.

Putting his ball-jointed arm around Regina,
he asked  “Wassup,  babe?”
She gave him a great big kiss

before saying
“Nothin’  important,  sweetie.”

And with that they turned around
and walked down the street,
hand-in-hand,
singing  ‘doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy do.’

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“Do Wah Diddy”  Manfred Mann

image ~  “Regina”  Ball Joint Doll on weheartit.com
{ fair use }
ChicLine Ineffa Full Package {Regina} doll may be purchased from FairyLand Far East Doll Factory  US$540 and includes:   ChicaLine girl body {large bust, cutie legs}; additional feet for high heel shoes; sleeping face; wig; make up; shoes; Fairy’s Atelier costume {trident not included}. boyfriend {Exitium} sold separately.  {imported from Seoul,  Korea}

this is my submission to ~

Poetry Pantry #130   at    Poets United
submit a new or old poem


thank you,  Mary!

Open Link Monday   at   imaginary garden with real toads
submit a new or old poem


thank you,  Kerry!

OpenLinkNight ~ Week 77   at   dVerse ~ Poets Pub
submit a new or old poem

thank you,  Claudia!

i am also participating in ~

NaBloPoMoSoup

“Do Wah Diddy”  Manfred Mann

lyrics ~

There she was just a-walkin’ down the street, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Snappin’ her fingers and shufflin’ her feet, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
She looked good (looked good), she looked fine (looked fine)
She looked good, she looked fine and I nearly lost my mind

Before I knew it she was walkin’ next to me, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Holdin’ my hand just as natural as can be, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
We walked on (walked on) to my door (my door)
We walked on to my door, then we kissed a little more

Whoa-oh, I knew we was falling in love
Yes I did, and so I told her all the things I’d been dreamin’ of

Now we’re together nearly every single day, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
A-we’re so happy and that’s how we’re gonna stay, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Well I’m hers (I’m hers), she’s mine (she’s mine)
I’m hers, she’s mine, wedding bells are gonna chime

Whoa-oh, I knew we was falling in love
Yes I did, and so I told her all the things I’d been dreamin’ of

Now we’re together nearly every single day, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
A-we’re so happy and that’s how we’re gonna stay, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do”
Well I’m hers (I’m hers), she’s mine (she’s mine)
I’m hers, she’s mine, wedding bells are gonna chime

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, oh yeah
Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do, we’ll sing it
Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do, oh yeah, oh, oh yeah
Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do

44 Comments

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44 responses to “•๘ •ฐ• • doo wah diddy • •ฐ• ๘•

  1. Too good! I am laughing so hard I have tears rolling down, and Bosco wants to know what’s so funny. Sista Poet, you can blatantly rip me off any time you want to, if this is the result. It only makes it better that you misread “Colonial”!

    The Colonel is a jackwagon! I am still laughing.

  2. PS–you should put this at Toads open link!

  3. My godfathers! Isn’t that a ridiculously over-priced doll?

    I love your take on FB style – and how you picked up where her story left off. Very cool.

    Happy New Year!

    • not only over-priced but rather creepy with two sets of feet and two faces. {smile} thank you so much for your visits and kind comments throughout the year, Kerry! ♥ Happy New Year!

  4. wow, when I played with my Barbie, she was far more civil… I guess I never had a “rage” Barbie… Only Malibu, and she was pretty chill… even after I cut her hair into a shag:-) Happy New Year!

  5. What a riot of a fun Dani ~

    Wishing you – doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy do & Cheers for the new year ~

  6. And…thank you for supporting Poets United Poetry Pantry this year, Dani!

  7. How fun! You had me laughing. I hopped over to the “muse” and it was great, and I can see why you were inspired. Have a Happy, Healthy New Year!

  8. This is hilarious! Happy New Year, Dani!

    • i don’t know if Shay read it before i discovered my mistake of misreading “Colonial” as “Colonel” ~ i can just picture her sitting there saying “who the fuck is the Colonel?” {smile} wishing you a very Happy New Year, Kelli! ♥

  9. Good thing you misread “colonial” as “Colonel” or your story would have been missing a protagonist.
    This was fun. I enjoyed it. Have a super 2013.
    K

  10. ha what a fun story story dani…full of attitude all the way around…happy new year to you…

  11. What a riot Dani! Loved this!!!

  12. So clever, dani. Do you know that your song choice has a way of turning into an earworm for me. Arrrgh! And thus the New Year begins! Have a happy one.

  13. Kelvin S.M.

    Dani… you just entertained… wow, i can picture everything so clearly… and you do know how to rip our jaws with your humour… well worth of a sue for c. infringement if ever… lol…

    peace & love for the rest of the year…and yes… smiles… happy new year…

  14. oh my..ha…that was fun…and i got an earworm now…Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do…smiles

    • so sorry, claudia!!! ♥ you and Victoria both said the same thing about the song! it had been rattling around my ahead before i wrote the poem. {smile} happy happy new year!

  15. Fun story! and that’s the way of it! also the way of inspiration and imitation as flattery and forms that work, really work. Haven’t heard this song in a while, may not forget it for a while either!

    • Shay/Fireblossom’s poetry is always amazing. i still can’t believe i misread “colonial” as “colonel” and she’s never going to let me forget it! {smile} thanks so much for your visit and comment, Susan! ♥ happy new year! {sorry about the ear-worm song!}

  16. Lol… this one have a dancing rhythm… Happy new year!

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