step foot

Feet are made for stepping
they can step out
they can step on steps
steppin’ out with my baby
is a time-honoured frisky
courtship ritual the can lead to
dancin’ and holdin’ and cuchi cuchi
according to the revered Charo
who enlivened being blonde curvy
and Latin for many delectable years

Rhumba and Cha-Cha and Tango
and Salsa and Latin step-outs
that delight and seduce
and twistin’ and disco and
rock and roll could and still can
start something exciting
now it’s hip hop that’s the steppin’ stuff.

So let’s get something straight:
if you want to dance,
you have to set your foot —
put your foot — on the floor
and then move.

It’s a foot step that does that
the foot step:
in no way do you
step foot

So get it right:

I’ll never set foot in that place
does it;

I’ll never step foot
what kinda crap is that?

So if you’re gonna stay away,
do it right
with a foot step
not a step foot.

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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