I am no Grinch
no Christmas spoil
I am no finch
twirling in soil
I am no Don Juan
behind an orange mask
but am always up for a
challenging task
to woo you lil birdies
and have a romantic blast
I won’t buy you flowers
or share my past
but will wear these white tassels
as long as they last
I won’t hassle to tell you
about my coat of green feathers
but will rub up against you
with my shaggy cashmere sweater
It aint funny about money…
the seeds I have
provide milk and honey
I sing along with the Congo drum
my song to you is no ho, rattle, hum
but to dance and strut
the day away
gyrating back and forth
I sway
to the African beat
dizzy from your spell
I fall at your feet
About the Creator
Tony Martello
Join an author like no other on various tales that entertain, philosophies that inspire, and lessons that transform us. He is inspired by nature, the ocean, and funny social interactions. He is the author of Flat Spell Tales and much more.
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