Tap!

Picture a room with a mirror-type wall And two dozen women, with tap shoes on all. In front is the teacher, who’s showing the moves As all of the dancers get into their grooves. Listen as taps rat-a-tat on the floor, Increasing in tempo and hard to ignore. In back are the newbies or those a bit shy, All doing their best to keep up and get by. Feel the good spirits, the joy and delight Of all kinds of women who chose to unite To indulge in a one hour tap-dancing spree And if you couldn’t guess, one such tapper was me!