Hello HenryM.
There is a repetitive tune that reverberates through my head most days, but in the main, I am quite thankful for it. This tune/rhythm is what accompanies my rhymes and motivates me to write on a variety of subjects. Needless to say I have also written about the tune itself so, I'll share two of these rhymes with you so that it might replace those tunes that are taking up your present mindspace.
Best wishes
Bill
DI-DAH RHYTHM.
I needed rhythm for my rhyme
di-dah, di-dah gives me the time.
It has a cute and lilting beat
to help the verses sound complete.
It sounds just like a beating heart
and that's where rhyming verses start.
They're emotional, it is true
and that's why they get through to you.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah
is not the same as blah-di-blah!
Blah-di-blah sounds too dismissive
di-dah-di-dah supports my missive.
Di-dah-di-dah is opportune
because it sounds just like a tune.
And with tunes I think you'll find
they tend to stick within the mind.
So after all the words are gone
the background beat will linger on.
And for ‘forgetters' just like me
there is less need for poetry.
When I resolve a conundrum
I'll tap this beat upon a drum.
This gives me structure so I may
resolve things in a different way.
Sometimes I feel it's so absurd.
struggling just to find a word.
For me it might be best by far
to use the tune di-dah, di-dah.
Then when I want to block things out
I could sing or I could shout.
Either blah-di-blah-di-blah.
or di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah!
B. Withers 2012
Di-DAH, Di-DAH.
What I need is a catchy tune
and if I work it might come soon.
Then I could put words to my song
and everyone can sing along.
If you don't know what the words are
sing along with di-dah-di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Once we have got the rhythm right
just sing along with all your might.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Now everybody here can see
the rhythm of my poetry.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Go with the flow you can't go wrong
so why not try to sing along.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
If you can sing, it makes you smile
and then the song will be worthwhile.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
And if the words get on your wick
I'm pretty sure the tune will stick.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
Di-dah, di-dah, di-dah, di-dah.
B. Withers 2012
Alternatively, There is another long-standing ditty that keeps recurring in my mind and can be nostalgically irritating as it has little relevance to me except as a reminder of my brothers who used to sing it in the school playground many years ago.
WHY PI ?
For all the world, I can't see why.
I would ever remember Pi.
A witty ditty, etched on my mind.
Pi equals three point one four one five nine.
A law, a cannon and a theme.
A nightmarish recurring dream.
What possessed me to learn this line.
Pi = 3.14159.
It's an obsession, a compulsion.
Invoking in me some repulsion.
Remove it from this memory of mine.
Pi = 3.14159.
I've come to think I was a fool.
To have learnt this thing in school.
What use was it, all this time.
Pi = 3.14159.
A circle's area might be fine.
For Pi = 3.14159.
But there's no formula yet designed.
For Pi made circles in my mind.
Circling, surfacing, spiralling round.
Repressing, depressing, getting me down.
Show me the skills to disentwine.
From Pi = 3.14159.
Who taught me this, I'll kill the swine.
Pi = 3.14159.
Now all is gone - or in decline.
Except for Pi = 3.14159.
It's not even right, nor is it true.
At the end of the nine, there should be a two.
Repeating on and on- a non rhyme too.
Pi = 3.14159 2 → 141592 →141592→to infinity.
B. Withers (2000)
