I'm afraid my nights of dancing are numbered
The other night out at a club
Stepping sexily onto the flood lit floor
Feeling at the centre of the hub
The music was wild and frenetic
Hot bodies brushed against in the heat
All I could close my eyes and think of
Was the pain lashing through my poor feet
Jimmy Choo has a lot to answer for (I wish!!—all donations accepted :)
As I teetered atop diamante and flimsy strap
I urged my way to the side of the crush
Swaying in a much fought after gap
I'm too old for this lark, I'm almost …'ty
Sparkly tops, stocking tops and clinging skirts
Recalling the days of yesteryears
Getting a high being a hundred per cent flirt
Mug of cocoa, my knitting and a shawl wrapped around
"How about some domino's my dear?" you said
For God's sake let me get my ‘slap' on and go
There's too many years you lay dead!