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There is something about the groove,
Of a freaky, funky song.
The percussion begging limbs to move.
The heartbeat bass strong.
Just a disco with a slower stance
Aided by a resting note.
A chance to hypnotically dance,
Let liquid limbs loosely float.
Here, discover a hidden place,
That transforms time to junk.
Taking the listener to inner space,
Capturing the soul by funk.
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Thanks for reading :)
Anyone else enjoy funky tunes? Here's one to enjoy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0GvUJprERA
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Meg
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Comments (7)
Nicely written. Congrats on the top story.
Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳
This is a whole lot of fun...I listened to a little bit of the link too...love the beat and the bassline. Wonderful poem, congrats on a well-deserved Top Story.
Congratulation Meg.
Lovely!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!
Great and funny poem! Congratulations for your top story!
Oooo, I loved the beat to this! Fantastic poem!