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The Trudge
The Trudge
I found a brand new dance. Just thought you should know.
It ain’t no boogie woogie. Got no rhythm nor flow.
It’s shuffle along, just draggin your feet.
Plod along, the Trudge just can’t be beat.
Stomp and you romp. Jump around up and down,
swing your arms wild and crazy.
Act like a clown with a frown.
Don’t need booze or cocaine, to addle my brain.
I’m FKD as it is. Semi insane.
One day at a time, just for today.
I’ll tigger along my merry way.
Dancing the Trudge, till my dying day.
Jarl Slind Oct 19 2016 10:25
I found a brand new dance. Just thought you should know.
It ain’t no boogie woogie. Got no rhythm nor flow.
It’s shuffle along, just draggin your feet.
Plod along, the Trudge just can’t be beat.
Stomp and you romp. Jump around up and down,
swing your arms wild and crazy.
Act like a clown with a frown.
Don’t need booze or cocaine, to addle my brain.
I’m FKD as it is. Semi insane.
One day at a time, just for today.
I’ll tigger along my merry way.
Dancing the Trudge, till my dying day.
Jarl Slind Oct 19 2016 10:25
Published 19th Oct 2016
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