floor of dance 7


Here I stand
Upon this floor made of dance
Tried to squeeze out a wee little fart
Then shat my pants
Will anyone notice?
Will the smell protrude?
Will my homies gaze my way,
And say ‘what the fuck dude?’
Should I tell them the truth?
That theirs moist in my pants?
Or simply smile and stand
Upon this floor made of dance.

©2003 jhorsley3


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