Poem -
HEY MR. DJ
Hey Mr. DJ, do not keep me wating,
turn on the music, pump it up all night
long to rock this house.
Let your unforgetable beats make
my body to the jika, to dance till
I sweat and to show my moves
on the dance floor.
Your music makes me swirl, tumble,
jump up and down and shake
my hips like Shakira.
It possesses me to shake all that
my mama gave me,making me
feel sensational and vibrant.
I do not want this feeling to stop so
keep playing your music Mr. DJ.
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Hey Stephanie!!.....I had to comment on this VERY cool write........I was a DJ for several years here in Chicago at a club called "MOTHERS" (still here by the way....very cool club).......and at "Fifteen Minutes" in Washington DC.......so for me.....as I read this........there was a flood of memories.........filled with cool jams and sexy women dancing........and so much more that I can't write here........but THANX for taking me back there.........maybe i'll do a write about those days.........thanx again sweetheart.........well done........smiles......T xo
Hi thanks for your comment, really glad you liked it.