When Ooogly Does What Ooogly Do Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Approach me as if you know,
How it is...
To feel low with a wish to hide.
With a keeping out of touch.
Not to be bothered.
And you and I,
Will always produce an atmosphere...
Between us,
Like the best of friends.
Since by then you will have comprehended,
My state of mind.

And you will develop ways,
Like an inseperable lover to keep me controlled.
Because when the mood hits...
I can get real 'ooogly'.
And when 'ooogly' is on the move...
I aint trying to stop it.

Hopefully you will find this a passing storm.
If you should survive,
The unintended lashing done from tongue.
And 'done-from-tongue' is not Chinese.

' Huh? What and who is 'ooogly'? '

Ugly is ooogly's grandfather.
Ugly calls 'ooogly when he gets tired.
And when ooogly does what ooogly do...
You've been done-from-tongue.

Approach me as if you know,
How it is...
To feel low with a wish to hide.
And I can calm 'ugly' down.
Once 'ooogly' has been released...
And someone knowingly steps inside the cage,
To agitate after warning?
I recommend quick ducking.
And a faster exit.
Because when ooogly does what ooogly do...
You can count on being done-from-tongue.