it’s a riddle

11 Aug

it’s a riddle

the way it spins around

it’s a big fat fiddle

with that great big sound

stuck in the middle with a horn blow

slowly moving and waving my hand

boom chicka boom chicka boom

wishing me luck with the mucky-muck-muck

it’s a riddle

how it all wound up

wet and gruesome

on the ballroom floor

i’d been duck walking freely

and the walter cronkite had been just fine

for a change

still….

it’s a riddle

how it spins around

with that buzzing whistling out of town

sound

it’s a riddle

how it hit the ground

with a sickening splat

i’ll manage somehow anyhow

but these all these stinky little post it notes

pile up

over time

it’s a riddle

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