Pole Dancing

I went to see the doctor

As my shoulder's causing pain

And I thought he might know just the thing

To put it right again.

Well he moved my shoulder up and down

In front and then behind

He said that I could punch him if he hurt me

Aww – how kind!

We spoke about injections

and then manipulation

I didn't fancy either

so explained my situation.

“Ah yes, I understand”, said he

“I have one more idea”

A Pole Dancing type exercise

might help you, though I fear

it may not make a difference

but perhaps it's worth a try,

and take encouragement from this

you certainly won't die!”

So as I left the surgery

I pondered every word

At first I thought “It's silly,

ridiculous, absurd!”

But then I got to thinking

Perhaps I'd have a go

Pole dancing isn't really “me”

But hey, you never know!

I searched upon the internet

To find out how to dress

I like to do things properly

My aim was to impress!

A red and sequined number

Might turn a head or two

My outfit now selected

There was just one thing to do.

A pole to practice I would need

But where could one be found

I searched online without success

In deep concern I frowned

Then suddenly it dawned on me

A venue came to mind

Within the fire station

The perfect thing I'd find!

I could swing around with real style

And climb to dizzy heights

My painful shoulder I'd forget

The future now looked bright.

So once my costume has arrived

You won't see me for dust

I'm off to exercise my arm

For practice is a must

You never know what life will bring

I'm planning something grand

My exploits as a pole dancer

Will spread throughout the land.

My name will soon be written

In lights for all to see

For thanks to the good doctor

A brand new career awaits me!

Karen Holmes

March 8^th 2011