Dancing' in the kitchen

 Inspired by the endless dance parties my siblings, cousins, and I have in the kitchen when the parents are away. 

Dancin' in the kitchen
On a cold stary night,
Not a care in the world,
Cause we're doin' alright.
we have dinner and drinks
To last the whole night long;
With the music playin'
A good ol' fashion song.

We got Apple pastries,
We got gizzards galore!
We've got huckleberries,
steak an' some roasted corn.
There's greens from the garden,
Last year's squash from the field.
Will fill our abdomens
Before the next mornin' meal.

Dancin' in the kitchen,
Throughout this stary night
Papa'll play the banjo
Just a little up tight.
Granny'll be out jigger
That no one ever ever beats,
A duet I will sing
Like a champ on the streets.

Mama will be dancin'
With a slip and a dip,
Aunt Diane will do dishes
With an ol' swing of hips.
Uncle Tony will sing
Next to papa and me,
While the little youngin's
Fall asleep at our feet .

Dancin' in the kitchen
When dawn plays peek-a-boo,
All the will be singing'
And we will be worn through.
The magic of the moments
Formed the night before
Will fill our hearts and dreams
As we sleep  on the floor.

By Evelyn Creon