Hour 22: Twerking with Lizzo

If I had energy,

I’d bring out Lizzo

Who’d ask me how I was feeling

And I would stick out my booty,

Grinding to the rhythm,

Tossing my braids while checking my broken nails,

Shouting to the world and Lizzo,

“Good as hell!”

 

Because dancing to Lizzo

Always wakes me up.

 

If I didn’t know it would put me to sleep,

I’d bring out “Storyteller”

To shake up my memories,

Massage my poetry muscles,

And coolly slide home.

 

But without energy,

I have no story to tell.

 

So I blink my eyes,

Grab a peach,

Guzzle some tea, and

Keep LIzzo and twerking inside my head,

 

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