Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2019
I was never good at doing the hokey cokey
didn't know how to put one foot in
and one foot out and then turn it all around

Ringa a ringa Roses did not charm me much
as well
I was adverse to all these, Athishos we all fall down
they wouldn't even let me fall down on top of Misanne
my cute kindergarten girl-friend

Now the Grand ole Duke of York was something else
Why should I be marching up and down
and then neither up nor down
I told the teacher I wanted to play cowboys and Indians
She said I should get in Line

I rebelled about all these nonsense
No foot in, no falling down, no marching up and down
Let's play Chase and Kiss the Girls, I suggested
The two teachers sent me to go see Mother Superior
in the office

I asked Mother Superior why she was superior
as I'd kissed six girls behind the games room
so I am more superior
She gave me a note to take home to my Mum
Mummy said to stop kissing girls at school or I'll get germs
and die, and I won't go to heaven

I did not stop and kissed a lot of gals and liked it
twenty years down the line and countless girls in my wake
I discovered that adults do the hokey-pokey and a lot
of falling down and going up and down

And then just as I became a certified expert at this
Something happened and I was jolted into the realisation
that there are some bad people
who can mess things up
by
putting their oars in and their oars out
and shaking things all about
and athishoΒ Β and you fall down
and then they march you up and march you down
and you are neither up nor down

But like all those years ago, I didn't like to play
So I sat down and watched them play
but there are no girls around to play chase kiss with
Well, I suppose I won't get germs now
and I'd be allowed in heaven...........
Yenson
Written by
Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
256
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems