Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On

So. Farewell

Then

Jerry Lee Lewis.

All you gotta do honey is kinda stand in one spot

And wiggle around just a little bit

That's what you gotta do yeah

You improvised those lyrics
When the music fell off the piano

That, at least,

Is what I half remember

And choose still to believe

Whether or not

It is true

I myself

Did this poem

In one take

The world shall not see

Our like again

EJ Thribb