Quickly, with the lightest feet,
they woke their spouses,
left their houses,
and went dancing in the street.
How they danced unto the beat!
The angels sang,
the church bells rang,
the moon stayed out ’til dawn.
But, in a wink, it all was gone!
And tucked inside the quiet houses
were sleeping spouses
whose dreams were sweet –
sweet dreams they dreamed,
those sleeping souls,
of dinner rolls
and distant goals
and dancing in the street.
