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I need to shake his hand

   
I need to shake his hand.

Squeeze it tight and pull it in.

Let him know he is the man

I try to be within.



I’ll glare to force a move!

Oh, but what if my notice is not to be?

These striking eyes are spent on those hands!

Look around, can you not see?



Perhaps a little yoohoo!

Oh, it’s all wrinkled noise to him.

I’m hurling berries in your path

So dive head first, come on, swim in!



I know, let me shake my own hand first!

You always check before you try.

Hmm…

Firm, friendly, but a little eager.

If even just a touch too dry.



What if he couldn’t stand to be interrupted?

Oh, don’t scare when I pardon for your attraction.

How likely is this option?

Is it a glimpse or fabrication?



A mutter uttered to his voice would be met with headlines – how could you dare!

I’ll be conscious after my beheading and sectioned off in show.

I just need to shake your hand,

I thought that you should know.



Blast! My opener!

Another keen shaker has used a yoohoo right.

If I risk the same lines again, I will be banished from his sight.



Now I am strung for a quote, throw your quips to me at once!

May I borrow these ideas and use them as response?

Unfortunately, you won’t receive credit as I find myself in quite a hole.



Perhaps another shake before I,

Then another one or two.

I will surely be guaranteed a shake!

And with that, rotation will be introduced.



Oh, but is there a quota to be capped?

And what if a handshake is too hard?

It could open him up – he could bleed!

He’ll refuse to shake another.