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Waltzing

and as best I remember
the time that my brother
and sister first went to Miss
Upton’s to learn how to dance
I was left with my grandpa
to watch me and cried like
a baby abandoned and starving
in woods full of wolves with
red fangs, and the gypsies . . .

Richard blue serge
short pants and jacket
tall socks, broad collar
his Sunday-School button
for perfect attendance

Anne ribbons dangling
from shoulder rosette
white silk socks and Maryjanes
How fancy for Saturday

and as best I remember
the crank on the gramophone
tightened to squeak and the
needle purred down in the
rills of the record and One
two three One two three One
two three One two three Grandpa
was teaching me waltz we are
leaping like gypsies . . .

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