Lawrence S. Pertillar

(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Kick It


Those who choose to get it on,
With their aches and pains condoned...
Know that they can kick it,
If they live to take some risks.

Those who choose to get it on,
With their aches and pains condoned...
Know that they can kick it,
If they live to take some risks.

Life is lived to take some risks.
And not just sit...
To whine about what's wicked,
And has not benefit...
Every moment one gets!

Yes life is lived to take some risks.
And not just sit...
To complain about what's paining,
Every moment one gets.
As if this benefits.

Since those who choose to kick it,
Choose to live.
Yes...
Those who choose to kick it benefit.
And...
Those who choose to kick it,
Free themselves from wickedness to condone...
And groan to moan.

Those who choose to kick it,
Choose to live.
Yes...
Since,
Those who choose to kick it benefit.
And...
Those who choose to kick it,
Free themselves from wickedness to condone...
Moanin'.

The ones who choose to kick it get on.
And...
The ones who choose to kick it,
Have no pains to condone.
And the ones who choose to kick it,
Get up and live a life to move on and on and on.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

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