Stepping Out ~ #JuneWriting #poetry

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

Clyde was a dapper ole chap
Donned in his favorite top hat
Lived in a tux, all year round
The ladies thought he was all that

Each one trying to win his hand
At the dance club, they would spin
Pirouetting about him, oh, so grand
Made Clyde feel like the kingpin

Dancing away, the night grew short
One by one, the ladies departed
Poor Clyde was left, standing alone
Feeling quite low, and downhearted

Until he realized what he could do
Yes! The dance floor was all his own
Clicking to the beat, step one, step two
Tapped his way back, to the Antarctic zone

June Writing Prompt – Pirouetting penguins – Day 14/30

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