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Alexander Hamilton and His Sexy Calves

A book I’m reading with my daughter, Hazel, summarizes each of the attendees of the Constitutional Convention in two paragraphs; needless to say, one of Alexander Hamilton ’s is devoted to his handsome calves. Lin-Manuel Miranda should have consulted with me while researching for Hamilton: An American Musical , I could have shared this important information along with some phrases that rhyme with breeches, silk stockings, calf muscle, sandbags, and turn of leg for his historical hits: BREEECHES: your calves suck like leeches, these pants perfectly fit my peaches, listen while I preaches, I’m so schooled in style I teaches SILK STOCKINGS: the fellas are a mocking but the ladies come a knocking, about my calves history will be talking, to see them people are flocking CALF MUSCLES: I don’t mean to start a tussle, to get calves like mine you must hustle SANDBAGS: don’t mean to brag, leaky bags are a drag, your weak calves should wave a white flag, my calves come with a h