I don't want to hear your troubles any more.
Look to the ceiling, get up off the floor.
I don't want to hear your troubles.
I don't want to tell you mine.
Let's just go out dancing
and have a glass of wine.
Let's find some young men to talk to
and have a glass of wine.
Let's sit in pretty dresses
and pretend our lives are fine.
Just for a night they will be
if we let them be.
Look at the flow of the moonlight
and set the music free.
Get up and dance to classical jazz.
Let's have ourselves some razzamatazz.
Young men, wine and a dance or two.
Life's a doctor for me and you,
doctor's orders for me and you.
So look at the ceiling, get off the floor.
Put on your glad rags and open the door.
Author notes
"Glad rags" may not be common usage any more but it's selfexplanatory, I think.
Let me know what you think of this.
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Haha!
Well-done, Judith! If it is no longer common parlance, 'glad rags' should be! I really enjoyed this -- you thing, you!
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Mostly just a fantasy but it's something I used to do sometimes. I have memories of going out with a friend and being the one asked to dance when she wasn't! On the other hand, I was a wallflower sometime (another obsolete word?). I'd be out with a group and they would all be on the danceflower while I was just sitting there. I am tall so maybe that was why, a bunch of short men! It would make another poem!
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Judith
By one of those extraordinary coincidences, I was speaking to-day with a friend who was going to a 'town ball', and asked whether she would have one of those dance-lists they had years ago, and she used this word wall-flower. There must, of course, have been a more or less equal number of shy boys (who no doubt through history have made up for lack of go, with much manly talk about beer etc), but when etiquette demanded that the girl had to await the approach of the boy, so that often enough, people must have gone home dance-less. I had better not comment on the social attitudes of short men, but one or two seemed to think I had grown to 6' 2" deliberately to spite them.
Edward
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I love the line 'life's a doctor' it's inspired and in general i like this uplifting piece. i feel the poet here is an older lady with a younger sister who is just divorced and always complaining, that's the impression I get. Good show.
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that's a good thought. Thanks for your comments.
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Older? Not necessarily--I used the term while still
almost a kid.
I really needed to read this lively poem today.
How could you know? The repetition works!
Fits right in with the music!
Thank you! (It stole your 3 clappers.)
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This one made me smile. It is very easy to become swallowed by your problems and loose sight of the joyful things that the world has to offer.
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I have no idea what glad rags are. I don't find it selfexplanatory. Anyway, I loved the poem. It's very fun to read and a nice thing to think about.
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Glad rags
A derogatory term for the clothes we wear for partying,
not necessarily new.
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Very amusing Judith
If this person is on the floor they will probably already be looking at the ceiling,
. perhaps they already had too many glasses of wine,LOL.
In that second verse, perhaps the last line could read, -
''And maybe we could dine''?
just thinking that too many glasses of wine is a bit repetative, as well as being bad for your liver,.
David
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Thanks David. I didn't think of that, maybe because I'm trying not to dine so much. Perhaps these people only had money for wine!
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