Mario William Vitale Poetry

Mike was blasting his sixty eight old's on the Jersey Shore..,

Yet no one really knew how this Italian could groove..,

See he's this situation..,
Perhaps in need of a break ?
On a long awaited vacation..
Can't even think to dismiss this Earthly bliss in thought !

We ponder with the day's..,
Getting lost in our purple haze,
Yet with no Jimi Hendrix band..,

I'm the situation !
Just look at my fantastic tan !
You talkin to me !
I'll snap my finger's punk and you will flee !

Man, my talent is out of this world !
Just look at me and all my girl's !
For I'm the situation !
There can be no other man..,

A set in stone six pack !
Oh ! Snap, that must be a cop !
And off he ran !
I'll bust a move, while I'm sure to improve !

Just watcha you mouth son !
For I'm the situation !

Poet: Mario William Vitale