Donkey Square Dance

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“Heaven... I'm in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.”
Irving Berlin (sung)


 
Two donkeys chase the field
abreast --the long ears fly.
Spark ignites the farm dog who
 --follows donkeys’ stride.
 
Flames of bark lick
fleeing hooves.
Cowboy bounds, 
bounds-removes,
daisy chain, do si do
 --- beat, beat…
dance is sweet.
 
Donkeys spin the barrel hard
thunder roll 
across the plain--
The dog turns last
pounds ahead
awesome speed he gains.
 
Two, three, four runs by
seared with lightning lines.
Sing their trail -- happy dog
long feathered fur shines
pushed flat for the speed ahead, then ruffles through the
turn, but soon the dog finds end of breath--
 
sits-ragged, panting, yearns... 
 
Slowing to a happy pitch 
trot in single file
heads high donkeys--
upper lips 
smoochin’ --victory smile.