I Can't Dance

            Some folks can, some folks can't
            Some folks wish that they COULD dance.
            I can't dance, I guess I'm just one of the unfortunate few.
            But just for a little bit, baby, I'll come on and dance with you. Gram Parsons

I danced
at the Irish Fair.
I felt like I COULD dance.

So why WOULDN'T I dance?
Because my pair
of dogs can’t prance?

I don’t KNOW HOW to dance,
but I kicked like a hare
anyway. I danced

up at the Entrance
gate, to a pipe band playing The Minst-
rel Boy. I felt like I was danc-

ing fine, and a girl gave me a sweet glance
and said, “Good job!” Others
tried not to stare.

Bon chance!

I sing in my own ear.
I'LL DANCE!
I feel like I CAN dance.