Sneaky dancer

 

Poem: Sneaky dancer

Flutter those mile long eyelashes

Have those lengthy bright white claws on show

It’s the price you pay for living life always on the go

No time to think broadly or even to pause

Somehow you are first in when entering last

through revolving nightclub doors

 

Review: Sneaky dancer  

Was this a one off?

Does she do this all the time?

She’s quick quick quick!

I say ‘she’ as I think this sneaky dancer is a woman or a drag artist?

She needs to be first for hitting the dance floor and no one is going to beat her to it or stand in the way of her desire to do just that.

It leads me to question; What did they do to be the first?

Why does she feel the need to be first?

What charms were used?

As revolving doors go, they’re quite an efficient people transferring door device but one needs to be quick to alight or the entrance point would be missed and would need to go around again.

Something was said or done to get the doors to work for her.

I don’t think she is the sort of person that thinks broadly or indeed thinks of others?  Is selfish perhaps? Potentially pushes people on the London Underground tube train carriages. And would perhaps push over her own grandma too!

 

Perhaps I’m being overly judgemental, and she just fancied a bit of a boogie? What’s wrong with that?

 

I would not trust this individual however as they are clearly a diva of deception.

She’s not winning many or any friends. I would not stand, let alone dance anywhere near her.