We stumbled on stage
In glorious assuage
We sang and we trounced
With our skirts did we flounce
We flirted, cavorted
And tempted and naughtied
Kicking our heels
Amidst gleeful squeals
Men seemed delighted
Eyes were not slighted
As they gazed on our
..Faces from afar
We danced on the stage
Despite our great age
Youth may be denied
But what fun, we cried!
We turned a cartwheel
(In our minds we did feel)
At the end, a tableau
Flattened oh ho!!
We staggered upstanding
Creaking and landing
Our breath barely caught
Our limbs far less taut
The wobbles and panics
We played out our antics
Next morning it seemed
What had we just dreamed?
Postscript: "my knees, oh my knees.....!"
@K M James July 2010
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