by Winnie Kay
Be mindful where you dance.
Loy’s Faux Pas
Loy danced round her portico with gracility
But misjudged the narrowness of mobility.
She fell in the lake
And rued her mistake,
Quite pissed to the pinnacle of pisstivity.
For my friend, Loy, who liked to dance
around her porch over Swan Lake.
Rest in peace, sweet Loy.