Lawrence S. Pertillar
Boogie-Woogie With A Bit Of Hip-Hop - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Of course I like to mingle,
When the fun is piping hot.
Being around those single...
After making two divorce stops?
There's nothing like having others know,
When one has been through a lot.
And having a frown lifted off my face...
With a smile that now says,
'I'm not dead! Let's finger pop! '
Baby bloomers fill the room,
Showing we've survived the aging gloom...
Is an adventure we all have in common!
And I can still move to all kinds of grooves,
Move over doom...
I'm with some people who haven't forgotten,
How to 'Boogie-Woogie' with a bit of 'Hip-Hop'!
~Be my, be my baby...
My one and only baby~
We are 'here' to 'hear' some James Brown! '
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