Jill The Dancer Poem by Francis Duggan

Jill The Dancer



She wears heavy makeup and she dyes her hair brown
But Jill she is still the best dancer in town
She never gave birth or never was any man's wife
And dancing it is the great love of her life
For one in her early seventies so light on her feet
So pretty and charming and nice for to meet
By the nickname of Jill The Dancer she is widely known
At dancing she is in a class of her own
On Saturday evening at the R S L Club Rooms for three hours or more
She is jiving and dancing around the dance floor
She out dances young people in their life's prime
The woman who refuses to bow to time
Her physical best to the forever gone
But that does not bother her Jill dances on.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016
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