You put your left foot in
you put left foot out,
you put your left foot in
and you shake it all about
drunk on saturday night
at cousin Billy's wedding,
the hokey pokey can be fun
but it doesn't play well
as a lifestyle dance
and even charades gets old
as the night wears on
shark week has passed again
and i can't help but think,
the worst moment isn't
when you see the shark coming
nor when you take your
final breath
before the stillness
encapsulates
it's when you're half eaten
fully caught in the roil
still fighting the beast
and foolishly
clinging to hope
that's what it's all about
