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Bone diddly. Bone diddly boo bop. Bone diddly boo bop a sham bam boo.

Bone Diddly and his children Sham, Bam and Boo lived in a small cottage with his wife Boo Bop. One day Bone's daughter Boo met a poet named Ding Dong. Boo's brothers Sham and Bam

became flimflam men on the lam, encouraged by Ding Dong's singsong tales of mischief. Bone and Boo Bop wanted Ding Dong's dingdong on a platter but their daughter Boo yelled BooHoo

, "I want Ramalama's ding dong! NOT Ding Dong's dingdong." Boo was a spoiled bonehead girl. Bone and Boo Bop beeped at Ramalama to make him stop, but he was also a flimflam man.

A flimflam man who always wound up giving his money to the mark. Somehow, some way, his brilliant cons always cost him more than we when started. There was the Shifty Striker con,

Who had several masks, ranging from the monkey he was born as to a lion. People were deathly scared of him most of the time. Snaglepuss and Harry Potter understood. They knew him.

At least, they thought they did. Even he didn't know himself anymore, but he knew enough to get the job done. For now, he thought to himself. The fact was that Time was an enemy he

had severely underestimated. When the deadline came and went, his boss fired him. Despondent, he wandered the streets of Newark, looking for a hand-out and a warm box to call home.

But he knew he wasn't going to meet a lady--a nice lady with a warm box--a box she hadn't opened in nearly six months of Sundays...he wasn't gonna meet her on the streets of Newark

No, if he were to find such a "boxy" lady of that caliber, he would have to go to open fight night in the undergrounds of Newark. "I'm gonna need backup. Rangers ITS MORPHIN TIME!"