1.2.3.4 get ya...... on the floor

open mic night down at the corner of butler and lennix

that tight little joint with the dim lights

$5 at the door to step on the floor

$100 to the winner

and ya boy checked in 20 minutes early with two thirds a poem

Scracthin his head and scribbling on paper,

A poem about his girl,

6 stanzas

24 lines

23 complete

minutes till he steps to the mic

still unfinished

What it lacks

An opening line

Racking his mind tryin to find the perfect line

And just in the nick of time

out comes

"There she was, four thirds fine"