Saturday, June 29, 2013

WALK WITH ME

WALK WITH ME

Walk with me,
Let's hop down these spring streets
Like rabbits in heat.

And try to dispel all this crazy energy.

Let's look at the houses
And swing from the trees
And marvel at the squirrels
And mock this technological world
With our healthy frames.

We'll make up funny names 
For the people that we pass.
Hold each other's hands
And pretend our love will last.

Talk a little dirty, spread some harmless lies,
Like where babies really come from, and the origin of fireflies.
Spread vicious rumors about the sun and sky,
Make believe we're two year olds, our every question why.

Wonder at the beauty,
Call in sick and shirk our duty.
Learn to loaf like harmless oafs.
Beavis and Butthead minus the menace,
More like Ethel and Lucy or Tom and Jerry.
That Butthead dude is kinda scary,
That Beavis a little too fond of fire.
Perhaps we'd be twin Tweety Birds,
Singing on a fence wire.

It is so much finer, to hang with a mischievous crowd,
To sing off key and raucously loud.
Into your lover's ear until the break of dawn,
Always ensuring they'll miss you when you're gone.
To wake with glee to find, you may still have some time,
Just before the heart it flails and then begins to flat line.

Walk with me,
Let's hop down these spring streets
Like rabbits in heat.
Admire the neighbors' gardens
And their fancy garden fountains.
Roll around in all their yards 'til they come outside and scold us,
And into model citizens how they'll try to mold us.
And then we'd be slaves to their every whim and wish,
No longer free to roam at will, to gossip and to dish

But I say fun is worth the risk of running into a gloomy Gus,
And Fate will lead us to the yards of nice people like us.
And I have a little secret to whisper in your ear
As we swing from the trees and marvel at the squirrels
And mock this technological world.
The secret it is only this, I am dying for a little kiss,
And hope you'll not feel put upon, if I tell you you're my only one.
If I should one day up and say, I dig those legs you're moving on.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2013
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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