What you doin’?
He looked at me
I looked back and replied
You’re so pretty
I’m going to take a picture of you.
No you’re not he implied
And he backed away instead
Of posing for me like I wanted him to
I moved and I moved
Until I got the right spot
To take a good picture without being caught
He kept moving away with that expression on his face
Like what you doin’?
I eventually got what I wanted
Needless to say without cooperation
He acted like I was taking over his nation!
That crazy look never left his face
I was stuck with the thought
What you doin’?