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Polka Dottie
Polka Dottie When the up-tempo “Beer Barrel Polka” began I grabbed sweet John’s arm, curtsied to my man The Polish side of my family hit the floor While my new groom wished he could slip out the back door There was only one dance I’d ever seen John do His “variation of the twist,” shuffling one shoe In fear he stood at first, wishing he’d taken lessons Then hoped he could fake it, capture polka’s essence But his sister Dottie could see poor John’s distress So she hoisted up the hem of her bridesmaid’s dress My family cleared way as Dottie started to prance Oh, yeah, this gal surely knew how to Polka dance John slipped behind the bar with a bottle of gin As Dot spun me ‘round and my legs did a tailspin So fast we twirled that I quickly became dizzy Barrett fell from my hair and wild hair flew frizzy Now what was I seeing, not one Dot, at least two The Polka Dots took lead and when the dance was through Dot told me she’d done it to rescue her brother Who was now being helped to the loo by his mother Dottie became an honorary “Pole” that night Pleasing me and saving face to my groom’s delight Written January 11, 2019 For Edward Ibeh’s Polka Dots Contest
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