The Ziggy Cats
The Ziggy Cats are in town tonight.
Their music and beards are out of sight.
We’ve got Tom on the drums, Pete on the slide.
We’re dancing up a storm as if electrified.
Our feet are moving in spite of our minds one said.
Some of the insecure ones dance as if they are dead.
But the oldies and goodies are having a fine time.
Dancing with the Ziggy Cats, enjoying their rhyme.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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