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Niddling thee Nittles

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�� d i t h e r � � blither �
�� dither �
whither � h a th � � � � �be'gone � � � them�
�� h o l y � �heads? �
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blither � hither � � � � dither � � � � again �
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(hey � ) � � �fiddle'fiddle � � the cat's �
�� the cat's �
�� the cat's � gotta diddle �
�� on his �(hey � ) � �middley middle � little � � fiddle. �
�� Bo �
�� Diddley � bi tt les � � � � � �his � �happy way, �
�� whiddling & whittling � � � �diddle thee, dittle though �
�� as �
the slobber spittle dripples down my chest indicative of �
�sure as shit(tle) � (thee) rising � � �son'sun + fodder+holyghost . �
a �
rather piddling (pathologic/pathetic) � spirit service �
�� spirit �
�� spirit �
�� service �
�� ( � � � � �ser'vice �
�� serv'ice � )
�� in all them prisons where the diddling is as pre'vailing �
�� as a punch-in-thee-mouth as a shiv 'tween thee ribs, or �
the hole day'night'mourn>ing � � b e h i n d � � � � � � b �a �r �s � �
�� riddled'riddled �
�� wit � � � � � � � � � � �scars �
�� shaped �of � �s t a r s � � � in the outlying � �
�� space � � in � �a �
�� place be'tween �
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�� us, �
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(when there's nothing to win nothing to lose...either way this day, or �
�� an �y other . ) �
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