And All That Jazz Poem by Ballerina With Fins
And All That Jazz
Swing, slide,
slip us a twirl.
Baby's been
a naughty girl.
I can see
your sideway
glances. It's
the time to
take some
chances.
Slip the
peanuts down
my shirt.
Questionable,
they call
my skirt.
Listen to
the Jazzy
band. Just
Stop it,
please,
you bad, bad men.
Oh my BWF... it makes one want to fall in love! Great Poem! CJ
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5/8/2024 6:34:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great rythym for such a short poem. Very tight...the type of work that makes a gal blush as she reads.