21 March 2007
Quick Poetry
Posted by Amanda Reid under: General .
Chick Cheek
I once loved a boy who didn’t love me
That boy had a chick (who in fact hated me)
Four years I endured
Before I was cured
Relieved I said never again
Can you guess the next line?
This one lives with his chick
But he does look at me…when he drinks
And when she arrives, she’s so gentle and sweet
Even though we can’t really speak
As for me, I sit on my hands
Thinking of tying him up
You see I could touch and undress
Scratch and bite, and caress
But he’d remain guilt free
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Everything miniature
In the Tokyo shadows and café light
Five strangers are gradually crouching down
Adults showing embarrassed delight
They’re kneeling despite the unclean ground
Paying homage to one infant cat
Absorbed in a high of tenderness
Politely desiring to touch and possess
They squeak ‘Kawaii’
- Soooo cute!
Goofy smiles beam at the sight
She’s sucking a bottle that someone found
Innocent now of future nights
When she will warily slink around
Avoiding this sort of attention
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Don’t stop dancing me
Dance me and spin me
A sideways dip – wait
Traveling figure eight
Dance me and spin me
Return and turn so I can learn
your rhythms babe, your attitude
Please keep dancing me
Make me look like
who I wanna be
sexy and in harmony
Can’t you do a fountain break,
a salsa step, another take?
Cheeky-cheeky…oh all right
Return and turn again all night
Float me past my self-obsession
Focus on a fun life lesson
You can call the shots for now
Spin me twice and smile
Meet your eyes – what style!
Don’t stop dancing me
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