Perry Campanella Poet Free verse

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Grandma Was Dancing

She was a tappin' to the tunes...
of those Mississippi blues,
step-pin' out, in her sexy...
cowgirl leather boots, red white & blue,
We were a watchin' her a prancin',
all through the kitchen, dancin'...
for she was so - hot & sizzlin'...
hummin' to those Mississippi tunes...
Funny curlers too, upon...
her head-for a new - Hair dew,
  In her kitchen dancin' while...
she was, a swirlin'-in that bakers apron,
when her head...still a bobbin' to...
those Mississip-pi blues,
'Pots were a knockin'...
Grandma a sipin' & sockin' down all she brews,
while that kettle there was whistlin',
in har-mo-ny, with them good ole...
good ole...miss-is-SIP-pi moves,'
That floor there, was a bouncin'
holdin' hands we were a jumpin',
an-a hoppin' In the kitchen, to those...
sounds ...
Where Grandma's feet were a stompin',
In her new...New - Cowgirl - sexy - fancy
leather - Red, white, & blue Mississip-pi boots ...
(yip pee)

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Jan Allison August 14, 2023 at 3:03 AM I would love to see this for real! The description is so vivid no one needs a picture with this opoem Perry! hugs jan xx

Virginia Gelok March 16, 2021 at 8:37 PM I can just hear my boys saying this about me...too soon I must say. A pleasure to read. loved it.

Elaine George October 22, 2020 at 8:30 PM I saw her plain as day dancin in her white paten leather shoes to the beat of this sensational poem. Thanks you up lifting my spirits today.

Louvenia Duncan October 22, 2020 at 5:40 PM Very nice poem! I could see your grandma dancing.

Marilene Evans October 7, 2020 at 9:45 AM Mmmm... I could picture this upbeat grandma. I'm a grandma, always dancing to the beat of rock and roll, dancing while cleaning, cooking and on the dance floor. What a groovy poem!!!

Beryl Edmonds October 4, 2020 at 6:09 PM What a bundle of fun your grandma must be Perry, singing and dancing to those Mississippi blues in her white patent leather shoes. Enjoyed the read. Belle

W. Blaine Wheeler October 4, 2020 at 2:51 PM I enjoyed the use of appropriate language with the accemts.