There will be music – polka and swing.
Oh, fill me up with your dancing before you put me down.
He seldom goes out to anything,
But tonight in his dress-up best
There will be music – polka and swing.
Reels and waltzing, and all the rest.
How long it takes for him to get dressed.
And tonight with him in his dress-up best,
I dream of dancing, my mary janes pressed
Atop his Italian leather shoes.
How long must it take for him to get dressed?
Dancing with Papa, I cannot lose
My grip on his work-roughened fingers.
Balancing atop his Italian leather shoes.
I swoop and I sway, and dream I can linger,
My grip so tight on his work-roughened fingers.
Tonight, Papa is going out on the town.
Please, fill me up with your dancing before you put me down.
Marsha Bilderback
August 13, 2007 (V2)
August 14, 2007 (V3)
August 17, 2007 (V3)

I miss you more and more each day Marsha.
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