He of septus might feel
Excluded
I asked him
As beautiful as
I am
If I looked liked
Someone who would
Or could love him.
As arrogant as he is
Was as pompous as I wanted
To sound!
She than looked beyond approach
She would see herself neither
Wanted by him
Even as she did everything in
Her research to be attractive
to him.
He watched her knowing she
Hated him.
He prayed she'd leave never to
See kim again.
A comfort of belonging come
From the frustrations of learning
Might he wish me as his
I should know how to respond!
Real Chinese beauty
Lies in skin and long legs
Plus pair short bootie.
The mushroom head dance is in full swing today
With a hidey high high and a heydee hay hay!
Mushroom heads love dancing like bees love to buzz
We are jiggling and wiggling with a friendly fine fuzz.
Some are doing high kicks, I try to keep my feet in the air.
Some of the non-mushroom head people give me a stare.
I shake my bootie so hard, it nearly breaks a table in two.
My aunt Mable says “Child! What next will you do?”
I am shaking and quaking and giving a tiny roar.
I dance upside down and forward, and then out the door.
The rest of them are following me, and showing me up.
I care not at all, having no need for another dance winner cup.
I think I like this
Yeah this the one
My sexy mid drift
gonna show it off
ooh yeah
enough lace showing
sheer back bottoms
got my bootie showin
my sexy mid drift
be turning heads
get who I want
in my bed
My sexy mid drift
got it going on
My sexy mid drfit
my sexy thong
The watusi came into my life when I wanted to be down
She shook her bootie and promptly turned me around.
I did not want to buy in, so she tossed me on the ground.
Then began playing a jazzy up-beat kind of sound.
Stop it! I yelled with a glower; my face horribly frowned.
She laughed with delight and spun me quickly around.
I found myself dancing; my joy was immediately found.
I am so very grateful for the watusi who came swiftly around.
Cutie, cutie,
My dogie a cutie patootie
Sites on my boobies
Wagging its happy bootie
As it eats my fruity
Strawberry smoothie
While we’re watching a movie
1/20/2022
So your world ain’t gardenias, or lightning bolts or honey
So you ain’t making a difference, and you’re long out of money.
So your day is gloomy, overcast, and your outlook is not sunny.
Kick up those heels, show us your gams.
Throw away the absolute’s, become a ham.
Shake your bootie baby, shake your boots.
Release yourself, find your dance roots!
So your day is bad, and your boyfriend is a absolute heel.
Here is the scoop, woman, the utmost big deal.
Be yourself, don’t let others attitudes darken your wheel.
‘
Kick up those heels, show us your strength
Throw away the rules, who cares what others think?
Twirl and whirl as hard as you can away from that man.
Give yourself a break, enjoy your life as much as you can!
shaped like a boat,
a sock peeked out,
down under the rim.
a baby bootie,
a boot camp scootie,
befuddled the face,
bright red,
of a pale blond —
a mother on the side.
could have been undies
lining the sailor cap!
waterlogged laughter.
sea of despair.
however... i showed her up,
dereliction of my polished shoes.
barely an adult,
sneakering to hide
in the head,
luckily placed as a guest
in the gatehouse
and not out on my rear guard
or thrown in the brigg
for my lack of attention to detail.
the blond carries her family in a seabag
— not allowed —
can’t find the other sock.
9/3/2020
All In A Day Poetry Contest
Sponsor - William Kekaula
scootie means child that is between the stages of crawling and walking. Here I’m using it as a baby’s sock.
sneakering is a play on words as I had absentmindedly put on my sneakers
Cool em down baby
She hot, she.hot!
Cool em down sweetie
She hot , she hot!
What day it is
Is it that Tuesday
She up in here
Hottie walking my
Way
What dat is
Dats what dah
Wearing deeze days
Phat and sheer
Jiggle day bootie
My way
Cool em down baby
She hot, she hot
Cool em down baby
She hot she hot!
Get me one of dheeze
She like doing it myway
Shake day thang
Hear what I say
Dropping down jiggling
Got me going
Crazy
Gone get that thang
Let it go my way
Cool em down baby
She hot, she hot!
Cool em down baby
She hot, she hot!
a baby bootie
ecstatically clings to her
clear garrison cap —
the navy does not issue
children in sailor’s seabag
3/6/2020
A loathsome freezing quack seed walking upon a summer day
Was twisting her back and shaking her bootie in every kind of way
Along came a fluttering pack reed whose feet were made of clay.
He followed along at a distance, enjoying the sight of her sway.
What is that you are following his sister asked from her play.
They had just walked onto the property of their Uncle Willie B. Gay.
It is a loathsome freezing quack seed, he said, in a snotty way.
The quack seed heard him and quickly turned a brilliant ugly gray.
I am being followed by a fluttering pack reed, she told her Aunt May.
Auntie told her to stay on the phone, so she would be safe that day.
Both the quack seed and the pack reed fell into a swamp in the bay.
Disappearing together in a quagmire on the sweet little summer day.
Pirates were known for their notorious acts of
This or that.
I learned while traveling the seas
That they were A mean frat
With an endless rum vat
Which got them in to all kinds of troubles on their
Journeys.
Pirates were known for their notorious acts of
This or that
The worst one was a tit for a tat
On whoever was the appointee
In the government at the time got the full
Attention of the frat.
Usually it was some fat bureaucrat
Who was trying to do something on the QT.
Pirates were known for their notorious acts of
This or that
Yet, Once in a while they would slip up and expose
A government rat
Who got their large chest of bootie
Which the frat
Lost out on. Drat!
So much for being good time to sail
Off in to the sunset on to their next spree.
Pirates were known for their notorious acts of
This or that
They were a mean frat.
WHATS UP WITH THAT
ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT
GIGG'Y WITH SUM ONE NEW
CAN'T TELL HIM NOTHING
AND SHE GOT STYLE TOO
GIGGY GOT A NEW THANG
AND SHOWING HER OUT
GIGGY'S GLIDING ON RED CARPETS
mRS. GIGGY'S AT THE HOUSE
OUT IN THE STREETS
WHAT YOU TALKING BOUT
GIGGY'S AND HIS NEW THANG
mRS. GIGGY'S AT THE HOUSE.
WHEN HE GET HOME
GIIGY AND NEM FUSSIN
CUSSING AND CARRING ON
THEY CUSSIN AND FUSSIN
GGGY GOT STRANGS
REEDS FOR GROOVIN
GIIGY'S WIFE
KNOWS HIS CARRIN ON
SOON GIGGY BE MOVIN
GIIGY, NEW WOMAN
GOT THICK THIGHS
AND PHAT BOOTIE
GIGGY TIRED ALL THE TIME
UPSET AND MOODY
GIGGY GET HOME
WIFE BE FUSSIN
UP ALLNIGHT FUSSIN AND CUSSIN
Dancing through life, no woes at all
I am only five foot two, but feel eight foot six.
Things are coming may way
Lah Hah Lah Haha
It is a great life,
no woes at all.
I dance to jazz, I dance to blues.
I shake my bootie to all kinds of news.
I am fully me, all brave and stuff
Until something hits me
Square between the eyes
My world has ended.
The one with no woes.
I am full of sadness.
And no place to put it.
I dance no more, but still listen to the music.
Understanding the blues for the very first time….
The sea carries many ghosts
Their past pain, in waves, it hosts
I cannot swim within it
The tides force me to submit
Yes, I see its rich beauty
I also see its darkness
Bones in chains are its bootie
Moonlit, despite its starkness
05/28/2018
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