Dance halls were our Dilly's treat
But sadly she had two left feet
As she approached the Bar
Her casualties of War
Cried out as one: Let's hop it!
Actually I used retreat in my original version. It is a full rhyme. I'll put it before the Board and consider adapting it to your version! I just thought hop it suggested men on crutches, as it were.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's luck they could still run out of her way...oh sorry hop it ha ha
With Wes's help I'm submitting an improved version later. The sense is still the same though Perhaps there should be a sequel as the lads hop off into the Cloakroom or safer still the Gents? If anyone wants to have a go, feel free! I was once told I was a natural dancer by a ballet teacher. Mind you she did work for me part-time! so maybe a bit biased!