Gershwin

And I said, “umm skalladaleica, umm skaladee, gooo offf to that grand ole opry with me.” You sang a song of a seventh moon and a kiss by the door. It was a heartbreaking moment, in which I thought I would see you no more. Electric bill don’t matter too much. You’ve got a phenomenon. Legs as plump as a midline streamer and my eyes all out of rest. And I said, “Ummmm skaladaka, umm skalaka deeee, we might fall to the bottom of the ocean.” I like the way your heart seems to wrap around me and the way you’ll try a new potion. I’ll never admit it took me 29 years to come to the revery, to make mad, make decisions, make the whole world look down, a nose, like my nose, they fear our notions. But baby, oh baby, if I never said it outright before, I’s say it outright here, “umm skalakee dee, do the fixin.”
Shug, should we take a pause for 10, 15 minutes or something. You been away too long, but you’s was just right over. I can hear the beating in this heart, head, hound of mine. I’m going crazy. A lot makes nothing and nothing makes lots. My mama told me always find it wheres I find it and I found it right where I gots, but my aunt Theresa worries. And my mama at times worries. My whole world, and the whirly bird seems to be worried. I wants to say, “juss truss me james, juss truss me belinda.” I made it alright. I eat at fish house. Supreme fish delight on Sunday nights after 4PM departures from church. Good lord done got me in my heart and I’s in his. I make sun borne fish to a declining ridge.
I still fill the ridge of your noses. I feel the outstanding. I loves you Porgy. I loves you Bess. And it is hot, and southern and night and summer and crazy. If I could take everyone of you, as my friend says, detractors, under my left breast, I would show you that yous educated fools ain’t got nothing on me. I walk through a vinyard half-clothed and the whole world revolves at my feet.