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Dancing Pants

July 20, 2011 by parry

Truth time: I was supposed to post this a week ago. And to give credit where credit is due, Erin had this gem to me on Tuesday night. That is commitment, people. However, I was busy seeing Ratatat at Central Park Summerstage last Wednesday night AND packing for All Good Music Festival on a real live mountaintop in West Virginia. Sorry I’m not sorry.

Truth time part deux: I had to rewrite that entire paragraph after remembering that A Painted Shel is supposed to be a childlike sanctuary filled with magic and wonder and puppies and butterflies. And that dropping f-bombs and see-you-next-Tuesdays as a prelude to “Dancing Pants” would tarnish that virginal glow. Changing my daily dialect has been a major challenge. But its a challenge I’m willing to accept. Only on Wednesdays. For the kids. TRICK LOVE THE KIDS!

But my excuses served a purpose, and today’s selection was chosen to commemorate 5 straight days of DANCING MY PANTS OFF. Which I did. And it was awesome. Although, I have been back for 2 days now and am still struggling to recover. I need an adult. And/or a Vicodin. So, without further ado, I give you, “Dancing Pants”!

“Dancing Pants” from Where the Sidewalk Ends

And now for the Dancing Pants,
Doing their fabulous dance.
From the seat to the pleat
They will bounce to the beat,
With no legs inside them
And no feet beneath.
They’ll whirl, and twirl, and jiggle and prance,
So just start the music
And give them a chance-
Let’s have a big hand for the wonderful, marvelous,
Super sensational, utterly fabulous,
Talented Dancing Pants!

- Shel Silverstein

xoxo

parrypants (& erinelizabeth.paxson)


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