NaPoWriMo 11 – A Bop

If you don’t want to dance,
Don’t come to my party,
Don’t come to my party
If you want to stand and talk,
Or struggle with a paper plate,
A wine glass and a fork.

Don’t come to my party if you don’t want to dance –

If you’re looking for conversing,
There’s a tea-room on the High Street,
If you’re after dinner,
A restaurant is slick,
But here the music’s playing
And I want to see you swaying,
Fingers rapping, toes a-tapping,
And a wiggle in your hips:

Don’t come to my party if you don’t want to dance –

You can do a square dance,
A circle dance, a line,
Some hip hop, some be-bop,
A slut drop would be fine,
You can shuffle in a corner,
Or strut it centre stage, but

Don’t come to my party if you don’t want to dance.

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6 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo 11 – A Bop

  1. Said meekly – Since there is no desire here to dance, apparently … there will be no party attendance. πŸ˜₯ πŸ˜₯ πŸ˜₯

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