Short Game 24
With all the woes in the world, it’s good to pause and reflect on an individual whose work entertained generations. Larry LaPrise, author of the Hokey Pokey, died earlier this year at 83. In his honor, the Mister, an amputee himself, composed this verse:
You put your left foot in
You put your left foot out
You put your left foot in
And you shake it all about
You do the Hokey Pokey and you turn your chair around
That’s what it’s all about.
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As soon as the snow melts, the skunk cabbage starts to grow. A friend, chagrined by this unattractive name, calls it elfin lanterns. But you, with your murky yet fertile minds, may think of another name altogether. Please do share.
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I know I am posting less frequently these days. I am fighting with the book which is as personable as a komodo dragon. I joined a writer group this weekend wherein we all call attention to problems with each other’s documents. It appears nobody understands what the fuck I’m talking about. That was sure a lot of fun.
i’m sure after all that fightin’, you’ll have an amazing story to share.
