CW Poetry Class: Tabloid Poem

This poem was written using a tabloid headline from my teacher and four random words that came along with it.

Woman with Four Legs Opens Dance Studio

Alright ladies and gents! Tap those toes!

I know you only ‘ave ‘alf as much as me, but do try!

Agatha stop moving your shoulder like that!

Its all in the ankles. Don’t give me that withering look

Bart. You still have plenty ‘o forward cramprolls to do

before you feet fall off! Trust me I tried.

That’s it! And 1-and-2-and-3-and-4 . . . !

You know I wasn’t always this talented. Didn’t walk proper

‘til I was four. Imagine that! A three year old girl crawling

‘round like I don’t know ‘ow to be a lady! Well, I’m an ‘ard

worker, I am and I worked ‘arder than a gypsy

fortune teller with ’er last dollar. Boy my mama got misty

eyes when I got it right! Front left and back right then

right front and left back! Gotta do it like that otherwise a leg gives

out. Once I got that rhythm it was a matter of months

‘fore I was at the top o’ my dance class! Now, let me get

back to my students. That poor old two-footed man would

stay off ‘is feet all day if ‘e didn’t have to come to my class.