This dance that I’ve chosen to partake in
Is perhaps a bit too strenuous for me
With so many intricate steps and off-beat counts
I can hardly keep up with the madness
My feet are getting bruised and twisted
As if my shoes were ten times too big
My vision is getting clouded
As I fall into a state of vertigo
I’m sorry that I’m not the best complement
Or even a competent one at that
The tempo of the music is just too much
I’m tripping in its idiosyncrasies
A troll I’ve become on this wretched dance floor
A fool I am for braving it through
I believe this has gone on for far too long
Before the situation deteriorates any further
I must make my way to the exit and depart
Thank you for this great experience
I will treasure it like no other.

01.13.08, 8.30-8.42pm