No Astaire
Fred could not dance,
He wanted a chance,
To learn,
So he could court a girl,
To hold in his arms,
And show off his charms,
When they twist and twirl.
Fred had two left feet,
He could not compete,
With the other boys fancy moves.
No matter how hard he tried,
All the girls cried,
Laughing,
As he tried to get into the groove,
He wriggled and squirmed,
Like an elongated worm,
He was a sight to see.
A young girl looked at fred,
And loudly, she said.
He dances alright for me!
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