The Hokey Pokey as written by Shakespeare
( from the Washington Post Style Invitational )

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from Heavens yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke — banish now thy doubt
Verily, I say, ’tis what it’s all about.

Thanks to contest winner (grand prize: a shotgun shell salt and pepper shaker) Jeff Brechlin . I owe you a beer or two for a good laugh.