MY HOKEY POKEY PLAN
When she opened that note,
my best hope was that just a little would go wrong
She’d read my poems But not my disguise
Scribbled lines, a message plagiarized , read like lyrics to a song, A Hokey Pokey of twisted limbs and all were in and they didn’t belong
Tuned to dials middle where the signal strength was strong , the white girls danced to bubble gum but I needed to hear a Smokey song
“More joy than time could ever destroy” got me smiles , maybe a peck, , wasn’t hard to guess what’s coming next.
Busted, that one in ten friend blended truth into her ear and , well, when cause was lost , that was very very clear. Some tears and jeers, guilt trips and fingers flipped
One would think that plan extinct
But I’d circle back and double down Next move employed Masterful Hijinks
“This is no fiction, this is no act”
Yeah that’s from Smokey I’d say
I’m was unable to communicate any other way. I knew you’d know and I’m anxious to come clean,
You are for me all that I’ve ever dreamed. Her smiled softened gladdened that I told her truth,
was this a glory day or proof of misspent youth?
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Author:
Bobby O (
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- Comment from author about the poem: If I ever succeeded to segue to the back seat I no doubt was Quoting a Smokey Robinson song
- Category: Special occasion
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Comments4
This has got to be one of the best Bobby .. 🎵🎵🎶🎶🎶🎵👍
Bobby is it the dirty old man in me or did you leave a lot of metaphorical word seeds in this poem? For the sake of propriety I'll leave it at that but a well woven and fun read my friend
Superb
👍👍
A refreshing and
delightful write!! ✍️
Love the rhyme and flow, 🎵 🎶
a pleasure to recite! 👏
Thanks for sharing!!
Best regards ✌️ Thad
You ARE a tried and true, my friend. I wonder how it sounds with a Rio Grande style accent? Thanks so much
BOBBY O SO GOOD
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