Another vig'rous dance we did,
My partner was the birthday girl;
It had me panting ere the end,
We'd dip 'n' dive and swing and twirl.
I think this is a dance that was,
For Post-mill congregants, designed.
It's in the name, it's vigorous,
Designed to last a long, long time!
The corner post, we're helped around,
Centrif'gal force to modify;
By elbow or forearm slowed down
Lest we, into the next set, fly.
Much like the Dog Branch (see elsewhere),
I like the part where we can swing.
Exhilaration fills the air!
We utilize much energy.
And I would be remiss, if I,
Did not, a final comment make,
'Bout how we finished up the night
When dancing time, to its end, came.
The ev'ning ended "marvelous"
In joyful four-part harmony;
The saints, with great exuberance,
Sang unto God: Doxology!
Amen!
Thoughts generated by the barn dance (in a gym) celebrating the birthday of Naddy, the Settler's daughter.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
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We'd dip 'n' dive and swing and twirl.
Woohoo!
I like the part where we can swing.
Me too.
Great poem! :-)
So she who did the dance with me
Approves it here quite openly!
"Woohoo" for the entire thing,
And then "Me too" -- she likes to swing.
My heart begins to palpitate,
And then she says the poem's great.
Thanks, Naddy!
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