My Old Lady Rocks

My Old Lady Rocks
   Shes sure to knock off your socks
       Her name is Sadie
      and she's no Lady
    She's 92 and can do the Wazoo
       Yea, my old Lady Rocks

      Old tunes she hums, She plays the drums
       Today Sadie chews with her gums
      Yet her beauty still Hauntingly numbs
         Cause this old Lady rocks
       In the haunted house of Botox

           If Sadie smiles sweetly at you
        You'll know her intention is true
   She wants a dance, a brief romance
  In a vortex hole of Charleston, Lindy and Tango
  In a place that roared, you'll know you scored
  If Sadie chooses you to rock in an era she adored

        So put on your dancing shoes
     To the music.. allow yourself to fuse
         Sadie has no time to snooze
      She chooses to rock around the clock
   With no time to loose, shes on auto cruise
              Yea   my old Lady rocks
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Johnson-Saunders Avatar
February 16, 2017 at 10:12 PM
Go Sadie! I want to be like her when I'm 92...love this fun poem, Donna!
Roberts Avatar
February 17, 2017 at 2:24 PM
;) needed a pick me up!
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