Dinglebart
2007

When all is solemn and restful, 
When peace is in every heart, 
There is no word in the world you can say, 
More lovely than "Dinglebart." 

The sound works especially well 
At church when you're made to be quiet. 
In faith, declaring "Dinglebart" 
ls always quite a riot. 

Though the preacher may do nothing 
But look at you askance, 
A dinglebart has touched his soul. 
Smile and give it a chance. 

 Next, when your parents are sleeping, 
Consider tip toeing near 
And gently whispering "dinglebart" 
Directly in their ear. 

 Don't be surprised if they mumble and shift 
Or suddenly wrinkle their noses, 
For they have just been dinglebarted, 
From their heads to the tips of their toeses.  
 
There's plenty of times inside of a day 
To say this remarkable word. 
Just look for a grownup occasion 
When sounds aren't supposed to be heard. 
 
Sound and silence, Silence and sound, 
Dance with these syllables three, 
Spark a magical compound 
Two parts wonder, one part glee. 
 
And in the end when we twiddle our thumbs, 
For all has been done and said, 
You will be able to hold your head high, 
And cry "Dinglebart!" instead.