Diddly Squat

For years I diddled up the BBC
And for years the diddly squat allotted me for what
Now it's never enough
There's nothing I want that much
And I'd give up
But what
But now I see beavers endlessly
BBC
And a bear in a big blue house transfilms me
And for years I tried to see
The world as a child
And now I see a child
As the world
The Amsterdam freeze that kills me
And the human race
Face a third world war
Just a farkle
Can't they go before they mass destruct
Before they self destruct
Before they beam you down
For years I ranted on about what
I don't know what
And in one child's eyes I see
Everything I've ever seen
And beside diddly squat allotted me
But what have I gained from it
The rhythm of the dance song you call the TV
Or the shrimpy love romances and the dolls
That twirl so heavenly
And then later life's diddly squat allotted squat
Is still on your land
And when the shit hits the fan
All your shit's a bed in a van
Ever so homely
Ever so
I'll take pigeon pie
Suicidal side-eye
As your valentine
I rant
But what
What is so bad about it