Monday, April 26, 2004

In a fit of boredom I spent some time clicking from blog to blog just to see what was out and about. I came across a wonderful poem on Blog A, which credited Blog B. I nosed around Blog B, got hung up in some rant about church and dance (evidently never the twain shall meet, screameth the author) and then hit , eating electronic crumbs along the way, until I found myself back home again. I thought I should ask my boyfriend -- the source of all knowledge -- about the poem, and sure enough, it is from a Spring 2003 Washington Post Style Invitational contest where readers were encouraged to submit instructions for something, written by somebody famous.

Enjoy this serving of year-old rehash
Shakespeare's Hokey Pokey
as submitted by Jeff Brechlin, Potomac Falls

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.

Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from Heavens yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.

The Hoke, the poke -- banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, 'tis what it's all about.
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