In honor of Hannukah and Christmas, I offer you this holiday-themed poem by the great American poet Bob Folder. Like we have done, you may well wish to make it a permanent part of your family’s winter celebrations.
The Dancy Dance
I in all my lucky days
Have never danced inside my pants
Have never danced a dancie dance
Inside my little pantsie pants.
I in all the spooky fruit
That spun so slowly in my sleep
Have never dared to lift the sheet
And take a little peekie peek.
But every monstrous shake-n-bake
That launched a dump-truck in the lake
Baked a little cakie cake
And popped a toad until it spake.
In all those lucky daisy days
Of dancing in my pantsie pants
And taking leave of common sense
I danced myself a dancie dance