Is it me

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“Lou Lou skip to my lou,  Lou Lou skip to my Lou,  Lou Lou skip to my lou, skip to my lou my darling.”

I find these words disconcerting.

“I lost my partner what shall I do?”

Maybe proceed to the loo by yourself. The last time i checked it was a solitary activity.

“I lost my partner what shall i do?”

Suspicious indeed.

“Skip to my loo my darling.”

Yes, go along. Skip on to the loo my friend.

“I found another one better than you.”

Whoa, stop the presses. What?

“I found another one better than  you.”

Is anyone else hearing this?

“I found another one better than you.”

Stop the madness.

“Skip to my loo my darling.”

No! Stop that innocent child!

Maybe its just me but this sounds to me like a pedophiles creed. I sang this song with great abandon as a child but hearing my niece sing it took me aback while i deciphered the obscure meaning behind it. Maybe  I am a blundering idiot seeing spies where there are non but i think the author of this song is an evil genius pedophile who went to his grave a happy man.

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That First Dance

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He looked at me

Slate gray eyes

Dead pan face behind a phantom mask

I could swear he looked at me

Cowering away behind my intricate mask

Keeping up appearances

As any proper woman should

I could almost swear he saw the fraud in me

Mind wondering in tawdry paces

I can almost see his smirk as he acknowledges the harlot in me

Special thought crosses my mind and I gasp

“AH”

My shame a public spectacle

Modesty slaps me across the face leaving me red

And deliciously ashamed

Like a predator smelling injured prey

His head cocks up in my direction

And he smiled

I know he did because my heart stopped

Like a deer in headlights I search for the hostess

Can you point me to the nearest exit please!

I am on fire!

My body screams leave

And i turn to make haste

Bid the Duchess adieu

While my heart is still intact

But alas! Etiquette betrays me

In the hour it takes to gather my skirts

You have me in your arms

A willing abductee to a charming Blackbeard

Dancing the Foxtrot at an unbecoming abandon

Pardon the blush, with you I am so wanton!