Sense Sonnet - Pumper
My Dancing Late
When I went to my first teen dance,
So embarrassed on the dance floor.
Other kids called me antsy pants,
So vowed to never dance no more.
Even at my wedding I would
Not do any dance, and my mate
Made excuses for me, all good
Not to suffer bad dancer fate.
Through all my life I heard songs sang
About death dancing so I'd fret,
Will I have to dance when dead? Dang!
Another embarrassing yet?
One last time I rise from my bed,
Now dancing fine, now that I'm dead.
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