Shiver me timbers
Fucking me up the way my words flow
I try to keep from shaking convulsively but my actions never speak louder than words
But in a way they doI make a quick impression of a lazy ghost scaring the bones from my skin
I knew I was coming
I’m surprised there isn’t a loud clatter from my back side
Shuddering vertebrae like a dancing skeleton with untimely dance moves
I knew to move but instead I sat still to try to prevent the embarrassment from the last time
I promised I wouldn’t but here I am again
Harlem shaking into heaven because here I go going up on a Tuesday
Clenching up my back ain’t ever helped the situation
I think I really got this but who am I fooling
I just hope next time I am not on a bumpy ride balancing my coffee and these chills decide to climb up my spine
I guess then I can say back up off me
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