Deathbed floatation tank #1

'I never was much of a dancer', now
let's go way on back go way on back to when
was the last time I danced
in public. It may have been Leap Day 2012
at that pub near Farringdon where we all met up

I arrived with the Australian girl, but
it was the last time I saw her. She
ended up in Finland. Anyway after
many drinks old Beatles songs were
blasting out loud for those who
cared about such things. I seem to recall

A chair was wielded, in jest not
anger, and old spinach head was mocked

I stomped and shook
to You Can't Do That like a... like
some teenybopper. I was briefly free
of the bonds, I wanted to tear my hair out