These Bones Could Dance
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THESE BONES COULD DANCE
By A. Guinevere Kern
Copyright, 1987
Cherish these bones you found a-lyin' here!
When muscle-clad, tissue-covered,
And my veins were shovin' blood with
A rhythmic beat to my heart's accordion
Squeeze and release, then . . . yeah!
These here bones could dance!
When my legs were obedient, but hey,
The grave's made them lazy.
Can you read these bones, sir?
Like a mountain woman decodes
The raven's spilt entrails for portent?
Can ya see the tap . . . tap . . . twirl,
The turbulence these femurs and tibia supported?
Man, I was the Supreme Best Shindigger
This burg ever boasted. Spun ladies
At the County Dance Contest 'til
They fainted like collapsed pavilions
In their opulent dresses. Uh-huh! My tuxedo tails
Jabbin' like two black fingers, snappin'
With the tunes. Yeah! Boom . . . boom . . . she bop!
Kick/Slide/Spring! Strain
Syncopation . . . Mince-step, mince-step
Minuet! Conga, Rumba, Charleston, Cha-cha!
Sayyyy, Mister Archaeologist, afore you dig me up,
Could ya do a quick two-step (shimmy-shimmy)
Just for me?
Who's gonna see ya?
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