The Shag

I know a lot of you will think that a word like ‘Shag’ is a terrible thing to use. But, in my life, my world, if you care to discuss: you’ll learn a thing or two of southern syllabus. Along about nineteen fifty four, as I recollect. In a small Myrtle Beach bar ------trendy, circumspect. Nameless here for the sake of patent rights, and permissions not asked for, you know the gist—legal fights. But none the less, the fat boy’s ambitions live on. Not only in the name of his Bar, you see; but the name of the dance. And the name of the dance is the S-H-A-G Yes,here it is more than sixty years later. The shag clubs number a hundred or better. And that is conservative I would think. For in the south, still home to the skating rink. Still, beholding to the thought of romance. It’s fitting to claim, and often to brag of a dance we own and still love- - the Shag!!!!