by William Shakespeare
O proud left foot, that ventures quick withinThen 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 heaven’s yoke.Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.The Hoke, the poke — banish now […]
