Oh to dance! One feels that all of life’s little defeats
might be packed off to boarding school to do their
mischief far far away if only there were dancing
wild and true from the very core of one’s being
heads thrown back hatted or bare in wild abandon
dancing of the variety that invites all to close their
weary eyes throw off the heavy coat of inhibition
and under the night sky draw down the lights of stars.
Let the wild rumpus begin!