Put on them soft sole

shoes baby baby

you know you want to dance

with me. I went to the fish

store yesterday for a pound of gray

sole like my father always ate.

For your information

sole is a flat round fish waveling

along the ocean floor kicking

up whispers of sand.

Sole makes for a fine

supper my father

always said. Let’s dance

in the kitchen my love

tapping double time,

you are my soulmate I cry. For

your information sole’s

eyes are on the upside

looking to the moon, baby.

You know you want to dance with me.