Dancing Fun
There was an old woman
Who danced with a broom
She did a little curtsey
Then flew around the room.
She bowed to the postman
As he walked up to the door
He gave a little wink
And they danced across the floor.
The postman could see
That she was having fun
He took her outside
And they danced in the sun.
The boss came along
And had a look of dismay
He said to the postman,
"You just lost your pay today."
The old woman gave a look
Which made the boss smile
She took his hand in hers
And they danced for a mile.
The boss finally had to say,
"Will you marry me?
I haven't had so much fun
In all my history."
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