I looked up at her, “I can dance.”
No kidding. Let's see.
“Don't you like the way I dance?
Darling I like everything you do.
I know that dance and you did it real well.
As well as your daddy.
You like show business son?
How'd you like an ice-cream soda?
“No thank you.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem