Spins, Turns, Leaps In the Air

Knees just don't let grampa bend feet won't let him run Back that will not straighten up some might say he's done But wait a minute, not so fast a wedding's round the corner Pretty Anna's getting married no invites for aging mourners So into his cerebrum Gramps smeared adrenaline Well his feet took off a-flying dancing like the wind Spins, turns, leaps in the air as if the aches were never there Though inside he was grimacing blisters and sores a-simmering Yet Gramps kept up his great charade on nimble knees and flying feet For Anna's wedding serenade Waves of pain ~ ne'er so sweet