Bad Dancer Poem by Lamar Cole

Bad Dancer



He loved to try to dance to pick up chicks.
But he could not dance a lick.
It was so sad.
That on the dance floor he looked so bad.
It was good that some girls took pity.
And danced with the worst dancer in the city.

Tuesday, August 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dance,people
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