Blame

This is based on the Poetic Bloomings August 18, 2013 prompt, “I’ve Heard That Song Before.” This is an imperfect parody. Blame its imperfections on—well, you’ll see.

Blame

Blame it on my lack of rhythm
I don’t dance so well.
Blame it on my lack of rhythm.
That is why I fell.

Yes, he said, “ Let’s just take a chance.
We can ace this lovely dance.”
Blame it on my lack of rhythm.
Now, please help me up.

Don’t stand and stare.
No, no, please help.
Don’t you even care?
Help me get back up.
Blame it on my lack of rhythm
That is why I fell.

Blame it on my lack of rhythm.
Don’t leave me on the floor.
Blame it on my lack of rhythm.
You’re heading out the door?

He’d said, “Let’s have fun, my girl
and give this dance a whirl.”
Blame it on my lack of rhythm.
That is why I fell.

Oh, who are you
(You’re not my boyfriend.)
with your eyes so blue?
Can you help me up?
Blame it on my lack of rhythm
that we met like this.

He saw me on the floor—
some bossa nova.
and the closing door—
No more bossa nova
Then he took my hand.
Isn’t new love grand?
Blame it on my lack of rhythm
and my fall to love.

Sheryl Kay Oder

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