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Dancing With Jack
When I am finally off this planet,
If critics write
“ He had a life long battle with booze,”
They will be wrong-
Not a battle, but a dance-
Mr. Daniels and Senor Cuervo
Were smooth, swift twirlers of fantasy
They made me laugh and cry
And tossed me and turned me
And taught me how to fly
I learned the hard way
Not to let them drive
But, once learned, they
Never drove again
I always saved the last dance for Jack
And there always is a last dance
And dawn always rises over last night's fiesta
Then you have to fly on your own