Sunday, December 28, 2008
Dancing
I never learned to dance -- so what?
It's just a social skill.
All that movement is a joke;
I'd much rather stand still.
My sense of rhythm is superb;
I'm light upon my feet.
But I don't care to spend my time
sashaying to some beat.
I like music -- sure I do!
You can't call me a prude.
But no Beer Barrel Polka puts
me in the dancing mood.
My conversation is genteel,
my manners are exquisite;
I know enough to change my socks
when I go on a visit.
Dancing is a waste of time --
I've better ways to mingle.
Although, in retrospect, perhaps
that's why I am still single.
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