Wiggle

Wiggle

I don’t want to write bestsellers,
Or be president of this great land.
I don’t want to paint like Picasso,
Or sing in a rock and roll band.

I don’t want to star in the movies,
Or do anything that brings wealth or fame.
I don’t want to be an overpaid athlete
Of any professional game.

What I do want you might think is silly.
In fact, it might even make you giggle.
There’s only one thing in life I want. . .
And that’s to learn how to make my ears wiggle.

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From Poem Man.

15 thoughts on “Wiggle”

  1. Darling poem! My step-grandfather is the only person I know who could make his ears wiggle. I loved him for that (and much more). I think you kind of have to be born with the talent, though… 😉

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