High That Five

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

High that five up,
High that five.
Give it up, give it up.
High that five up,
High that five.

High that five up,
High that five.
Give it up, give it up.
High that five up,
High that five.

You win.
And I've won.
In everything we wanted done.
No one could perceive it.
But we kept it,
To believe.

High that five up,
High that five.
Give it up, give it up.
High that five up,
High that five.

High that five up,
High that five.
Give it up, give it up.
High that five up,
High that five.

You win.
And I've won.
In everything we wanted done.
No one could perceive it.
But we kept it,
To believe.

You win.
And I've won.
In everything we wanted done.
No one could perceive it.
But we kept it,
To believe.

High that five.
High that five.
High that five.
Give me some.
Give me some.
High that five!

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