Go Slow
Why you get your Gucci's in a bunch,
Because some folks...
Are out to lunch.
And they want to crunch and munch,
On little biddy pieces of your weakness.
Why let them squeeze you into a heat,
Untill you're gritting all of your teeth.
You would allow each one to be pulled,
Without amnesia just to please.
Then a dripping of foam is released...
As a deep growl is heard.
Begin to sing songs you know they know,
And can hum along.
Carry chocolate kisses.
And with this you can't go wrong.
Or...
Do the electric slide,
With steps you know are easy.
And don't try to rush through them...
Go slow.
Why you get your Gucci's in a bunch,
Because some folks...
Are out to lunch.
Why let them squeeze you into a heat,
Untill you're gritting all of your teeth.
Carry chocolate kisses.
And with this you can't go wrong.
Or...
Do the electric slide,
With steps you know are easy.
And don't try to rush through them...
Go slow.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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