Tribute To Fred Astaire
An outlaw, a felon, a choreographed thief,
Stealing the moves like a crim,
Seizing the twirls with a straightened top hat,
Tap dancing around on a whim,
Gliding a smile with shining eyebrows,
Hands tip top tapping his cane,
This remarkable man of pure elegance,
No one could fully explain,
Because he drew from ballroom, swing, Latin and jazz,
He used every bit of the room,
Dancing on walls, hat stand and on ice,
He even danced with a broom,
But this dignified man that everyone loved,
Loved dancing with one woman in pearls,
His one Ginger Rogers in a free flowing dress,
With her beautiful dancing blonde curls.
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