An Ode to the Thighs by Mari J. written w/ Miss Deniele
Grand structures with the strength to bring the masses to their knees
Firm in their stance, they mean business
Parting ways, they bring much pleasure
Catching curious stares from lustful eyes
Deep rhythm with every stride
Beginners could never catch the tune of this advanced song
Lyrics leaving listeners in an everlasting trance
Pillars to my temple, these thighs…
Gather the congregation:
Secretary present
President present
Vice President present
Let our meeting commence
Massive these legs drove them into the shades of the beat, the thighs collaging with hips and pelvic thrusts
Surrounded by world winds of melodic tunes palms grasping as the rhythm produced a call for stability…
The beginners surely couldn’t stay afloat this ride
They danced
They danced until the secretary turned pages in her typewriter
She was the poet of the night, escaping to the feel of every letter punched onto her sheet
Closing her eyes still she could see all notations necessary for this greet
The twang of their lips spoken with slight lisps matched the lyrics of this sultry soul poem
Amateurs anxiously attempt to catch the beat
Lightweights unable to handle the bass drum
Frustrated they couldn’t dance this dance “That must be forbidden”
No, see this here is for the veterans
Brave hearts that can withstand the hurricane strength winds and rain
Skilled riders for the authoritative thrust
Mock trials held and the most qualified candidate chosen
Meeting adjourned.
Whispering each bar, playing each note on key, never missing a step
Attached by what seemed like a magnetic pull
They danced
The song flowed freely through the temple halls, up the stairs and out the windows to be heard by hopeful recruits
Listen carefully and proceed with caution
See these thighs are for skilled musicians only
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