Bad words made the DiNGiES sad.
DiNGiES live inside a head.
“Do not show your colors,
nor sing or dance!
You’re different!
Unnormal!
I won’t give a chance!”.
Now all they want is sleep all day.
There is no good reason,
why they shouldn’t play.
“I don’t care what you want,
do what I say!”.
Is there somebody out there,
to guide them their way?
To find a new home,
forever to stay.
(hoping some day,
they’ll too be okay)
