By Maria Duffy. First published on Sunday 19th September 2010. 17 Comments so far.


It’s a cold and rainy day here in Dublin so I thought I’d post something that hopefully will make you smile. I write a lot of children’s poetry but the ones my children especially love, are the ones that tie their tongues in knots and have them giggling in their efforts to recite them as quickly as possible. Hope you enjoy!

Diddle Me Riddle

A diddle on the fiddle in the middle of the riddle
In the middle of the riddle was a cat
The tabby was so flabby said the shabby little cabbie
So the flabby little tabby went and spat

The spittle hit Sir Wittle who was brittle just a little
But the spittle on Sir Wittle wasn’t wise
So clever little Trevor who is never happy ever
He said never to be clever just surmise

The pony was a phoney which had Tony feeling lonely
So the phoney little pony upped and left
While going he was showing that the snowing started blowing
And the blowing of the snowing very deft

So happy was this chappie though the sappy little nappy
Had this happy little chappie with an itch
So Eddie always ready with a steady little teddy
Gave the steady little teddy to the witch

The hairy one was scary so along came fairy Mary
So then little fairy Mary saved the day
She twinkled and she winkled and her crinkled smile was wrinkled
So she twinkled and she winkled all the way

The moral of the story full of glory never gory
As the story full of glory I’ll defend
So fiddle with the riddle till the middle makes you diddle
As the diddle little riddle says – THE END

Maria x

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