Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 12,536 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

No One Here Has Been Invited To Do The Boogey - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

With a-pitching and a bale-ing all day the hay.
And a-picking the tobacco...
Everyday until the Sun fades away,
Reminisces up my ancestors.
With a reminiscing up their lives...
And what it takes,
For me to stay...
As I am this day today.
Is a reason why I pride my dignity.
That's the reason why I walk around...
With identity!

That's the reason why I walk.
That's the reason why I walk.
That's the reason why I walk around...
With identity!

No time to do a hi-dee-hey!
And no time to drink up my hard earned pay,
To be buzzed around...
From midnight until dawn!

No...
No time to do a hi-dee-hey.
And no time to drink up my hard earned pay...
To whisper gossip,
With a nonstop to dropp it.
Like if I cropped it.
To then sweep a floor...
As I whistled while mopping it.
No!

With a-pitching and a bale-ing all day the hay.
And a-picking the tobacco...
Everyday until the Sun fades away,
No!
To then sweep a floor...
As I whistled while mopping it.
No!
Like if I cropped it,
With a nonstopping to it?
No!

That's the reason why I walk.
That's the reason why I walk.
That's the reason why I walk around...
With identity!

That's the reason why I walk.
That's the reason why I walk.
That's the reason why I walk around...
With identity!

'Uh...
You?
The 'artist'!
I like your footwork.
But no one here has been invited to do the boogey!
Got that?
Good!
Now do your chores! '


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 30, 2011



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