By B.K.
Date: 21 December 2000
Let's Slip Around
It’s raw and frozen outside.
Keeping warm takes effort.
Crash landings take on
whole new meaning.
So does slipping around.
Hum, guess you know where
my mind is headed already.
Stop laughing at me,
I can’t help it.
Just thinking of 100 ways
to keep the chocolate hot,
melt the snowman’s heart,
keep his Boing! alive.
Baby, Baby, get my drift?
Let’s slip into silk skin,
slide into down, (downslide, like that too.)
turn up the furnace,
let’s slip and slide around.
bk
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