I Wiggle and Jiggle With Truth
Jiggling as easy as green Jell-O,
Wiggling in front of a hardy fellow,
I am wearing my fancy pants all yellow.
Dancing my way toward calm and mellow.
Transported to another better place
I shoot myself as a rocket into outer space
If you are coming, please pick up the pace
If not, you, I might have to replace.
Mother nature teleports me into a tree.
I sit looking down on your friend and thee.
You say there is nothing happening, but wait. Wheel!
You seem to like her much better than me!
I am glad to see a new perspective today.
I am now going to disappear, going away.
It should not make you sad or feel gray.
This gives you an opportunity to play.
Jiggling and wiggling my way to the truth
Was better for you and your new friend Ruth.
It was better for me; I guess I’ll have some Vermouth
This opens my eyes; I feel I am a say-sooth.
Let’s both be true, and call it like it is.
What we had is over, gone up in fizz.
Now you are happy, and so am I.
No one is to blame and this is good-bye.
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