~ "awe-Buttons" ... ! ~
"Buttons"
Silly word really, right?
Sounds like when to speak it... like you just admitted that your bottom weighs an amount in the tons.
Hell man, with me... !
"Wouldn't want a cart to move my tired old but".
"It would have to be a big one".
But I let you in on a secret.
"Shh"!
Sometimes, usually just at the most inopportune time, with myself, those bubbly but winds-break me down.
"Hiss-grunt-blob "squish-squish"!
Don't like pulling it, you know the caboose, trying to motivate my ever expanding "assssself, too-much dam
work.
So believe me I know though maybe certainly gross... sometimes they help.
Don't want to sit or stand even run around to long then, "you know"?
No!
No I know its' silly really!
A kind word small and charming I think "buttons".
Like the simple spontaneity of my little one, jawing away on a pickle slurping it down wiping his mouth on My
coat shirt pocket, as it cuts a wet one in its diaper.
Just as I'm needing the restroom myself, as I'm reaching, for a paper towel.
As I dance around with the little stinker, again and again shouting,
"Uhh-oh"... !
"Uhh-oh"... !!
"Here we go again"!
"Awe-Buttons" ... !
Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2009
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