A Touch Of The Late Prince

Touch Of Prince

Let's Jam It's Christmas Time ! ( Touch Of Prince)

 surrender to the feeling discovered Lord have mercy we are going crazy
 the streets are filled at Christmas time so stand in line everything is quite fine
 got presents under the tree the thoughts of the mistletoe with Cherry wine
 who do you think you are right now do you think your in control are you crazy
 the young junkie sipping on his Black label forty out back in the alley as a cat
 surf and turf for are latest cuisine living in a land so very mean keep it clean
 long ago let the truth be told bust up the beat to increase its tempo
 squeeze it easy I'm still getting dizzy but I'm busy as a bee
 I look at the world and i know this is turning every mistake we must sure to be learning
 the world is turning the fire is burning what are you yearning to achieve

 blast from the past but no one gets by on any free pass at a glance
 sugar is sweet to taste make no mistake better quicken with haste
 there are battle lines being drawn in the sand you all understand
 can't keep kicking it to the man with the plan everyones thinking
 dismiss this earthly bliss with a time well spent in thought
 in who do you trust in a world in such a rush here comes the push
 no one can play the guitar like the late great Prince he was supernatural

 captivated with his style cause we knew all the great while
 so come with s join the chorus of love from a hand up above
 get a hold of your funky store everybody come on the floor get on the beat & scream
 everybody clap your hands now don't let anybody tell you that you can't make it
 we are moving on up to the East side show the world we have no fear
 first keep telling me that you ain't no good but i never loved a woman they way that I love you...

 turn off your cell phone can't you see i want to get you satisfied
 talk about doing nothing physical just want you to do things that you would always find
 open door get me truth give me opportunity better books
 everybody jump up and down there's a brand new grove coming around
 its the hour of power America have you heard got a new dance called the bird
 what would Christmas be like without a touch of Prince ?
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Submitted by hitalot on December 23, 2017


Mario William Vitale

Mario William Vitale is a twentieth century poet. He has developed a style of free verse. Has written over one thousand poems. more…

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