CARPE DIEM

On the A going uptown about to get some of that J nice;
Don’t trip this little package aint nothing but Sugar and Spice;
The city is yours Miss Thang, steppin young and juicy high on your couture;
Take your key darling, use it anyway you like, peep on this, knock down the damn doors;
Here’s a goddess birthday wish for a modern day almighty Isis;
Gold bands on your arms got your hot pants on, ground zero the cause of major crisis;
Gentlemen, rules of the engagement to the point and very direct;
Students will come prepared or off to the principle’s office for classes in chivalry and respect;
Remember, very fond of the robotic train line and old school classics;
You want fever, step on the dance floor, but you better have much game and able to handle free style gymnastics;
Exercises are at your own risk; watch your pace, dude you were forewarned when you stepped through the door;
Don’t let the sleek classic body fool you; engine stacked, built for a speedy Formula 44;
Happy Birthday boo, don’t be scarred, go get some of that cake, it’s your time, this time it really is all about you;
Relax on the stop hand, let the brother rap a little, and ease up on the high heel cut, shoe fly shoe;
Who knows, he can be the magical one who scribes love letters for your sweet papyrus;
He can be the red star in your Paisley Constellation with a warriors name fit for a king, he rules the Universe with, “OSIRIS”;
Go ahead Jazzy J, seize the moment of your days without concern;
Today’s your birthday and if they didn’t know, they will soon learn

Troy Balkum©