Even With The Duck It Kinda Sucked

Even With The Duck It Kinda Sucked short poem

Photo by Jirka Matousek

Hey Super Fly
Come on let’s Hustle
No need to Rock The Boat
Enough Jive Talking Macho Man
Ring My Bell, I’ll get your coat
We’re going down to Funky Town
‘Cause we’re Born To Be Alive
I have a dose of Night Fever
But I’m sure I Will Survive
The Dancing Queen and Lady Marmalade
Will meet us at the YMCA
Knock On Wood they won’t be late
Like they were the other day
You know I love The Night Life
Where We’re All Family
So Hot Stuff grab your Boogie Shoes
It’s time to dance with me

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