The Little House Goes Dancing by Carolina Sartor
The little House decides to go dancing
She tells Dog Kennel what she plans
They discuss it for two minutes
Then agree to see a House Band
She boogies to those great old songs
She remembers from her youth
But her feet stay firmly on the ground
Except when The Drifters sing Up on the Roof
I’ll be Home for Christmas
Is her favourite song of course
And you can guess her favourite group
Jim Morrison’s The Doors
She knows she’s not too elegant
She is square and not so tall
Does it help me if I can put
Another Brick in the Wall
She wonders if when she grows up
She will look even bonnier
And perhaps be cute enough to meet
The Hotel California
She hopes one day to marry
Is Bungalow Bill the one
Who takes her on their honeymoon
In the House of the Rising Sun
anelephantcant 
Thoroughly and completely wonderful! 🙂 xo
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Thank you, but sometimes the picture tells the story and AnElephant just fills in the words!
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Or sometimes the other way around too! 🙂 xx
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Laughing and tapping my feet!
Pretty Little house walking down the street
Saving the last dance for you
AnElephant is light on his rhyme
Funny every time
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Pretty house
The kind you never meet
If you go dancing
She steps on your feet
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enchanting and very imaginative. Great poem!!!
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Thank you, inspired by a great image!
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