Please See Me Dancing

There was once a lake

Inhabited by a black swan

She was the only one

For miles around

She used to dance n

To music in her head

No one heard this music

No one but her

But they used to come

To watch her dance

With beauty and grace

She would gyrate

Once left and once right

And young lovers

Would feel courted

By her amazing grace

Maybe you have gone to the lake

Maybe you have seen her dance

Maybe you haven't had the pleasure

So let me tell you about the way

She danced

She was agile yet slow

Graceful and not too crude

And people who watched her

Were put into a good mood

One day I hope you find

The lake I am talking about

And gaze enthralled

At the dancing black swan

The Bilge Master