Ode to Long Shorts and Leg Hair
Prelude (nod to Dr. Seuss)
My socks are tall
I sing a song
Rogas for days
This can’t be wrong
My legs are fast
My shorts are long
My skin gets loose
This bird is strong
#LeskoLegs Ode (to my Long Rogas)
My long rogas take me to the best places:
to Rio, to Yale, to the top of Saddle Rock,
To twinning with our president.
My long rogas sit my butt in the stands,
They propel me out of my seat, yelling and crying,
They accommodate a little pee when K8 wins the Trials.
My long rogas perfectly accessorize my long leg hair
when I’m too lazy to shave
for 6 grey Seattle months.
My long rogas help me coach middle school
And still let me demonstrate hurdle technique
(but they can’t make my tendons young).
These #LeskoLegs may never run in buns again.
Long rogas are my powersuit.