LIKE WILD

On By Walter J. WojtanikIn Life, Music, Through the Eyes of a Poet's Heart, Walt's Heartflashes - Poetry

It’s crazy, man!
All the cats and chicks
love the licks of my bad guitar!
These sick riffs are slick
when played to the max!
The facts bear me out.
I swing my axe with clout,
the kids kick up and dance
every chance they get.
They love my groove,
They’re like hip,
we’re like cool.
It’s like wild, man!

© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2017

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