I don’t have a lot of patience for mindless chatter.
I prefer to set my focus on things that matter,
Like the joy of every verbal possibility.
I request your rapt attention to my Rap-So-D.
Rap-So-D is delicious, Rap-So-D is divine.
Rap-So-D is what I name it, and I claim it as mine.
Rap-So-D is delightful, Rap-So-D is D-best.
Rap-So-D is how I wing it as I sing it with zest.
Dee, dee, dee, dee, deedle, didle, doodle, doo,
Deedle, didle, doodle, didle, dee,
Deedle, didle, doodle, didle, deedle, didle, doodle, didle,
Deedle, didle, doodle, di-dee.
Deedle, deedle, didle, doodle, doo,
I will have a bit of fun with you.
Dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee!
Well, I said it was delicious—now you’ve had a spoonful
Of my passionate devotion to what’s fresh and tuneful.
“D” is only one of twenty-six from which to choose
In an alphabet of starters for the words we use.
Rap-So-D is descriptive, Rap-So-D i