A Scooby Doo, Boo
Why can't you see,
You will not do with me...
As you choose and please.
Or that you have special liberties,
To turn me on and off...
For pleasures to ignite at night.
To then from me get up and leave,
As if your have performing rights!
Admit that you can't commit.
With a scooby doo, boo...
To follow through,
And handle it to cop a coup d'état.
One today you wish to use.
There is no chemistry between us.
Or force to solicit to make pieces fit.
You can't do a scooby on me that moves.
With a reaction from me that convinces to prove.
'What is this 'scooby' that you wish me to do! '
You're too far from that groove,
To do it, boo!
'What is this 'scooby' that you wish me to do! '
You're too far from that groove,
To do it, boo!
Too far from it to know what to do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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