A Macabre Dance
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Fred was taking a break after working hard for weeks
to find a cure for awkwardness for guys like him--geeks.
He dreamed of being suave. Oh, how he wanted to dance!
But work and having two left feet denied him the chance.
The door flew open then. In came a tall, robust girl.
She clambered over, yanked him up, and gave him a whirl.
She said, “My name’s Fran Frankenklutz. I’ll teach you some moves.
I’ll show you how a gal like me gets with the beat and grooves.”
They did the Monster Mash so well with their four left feet.
They are a couple now—the happiest you'll ever meet!
posted October 9, 2016
entered in Frank Herrera's Zany Poetry Contest November 27, 2016
Date: May 25, 2019
Contest Title: Pick a Title, Vol 5--A Macabre Dance
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2016
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