Revised sonnet #159
I met you by and by in happenstance
You were a perfect party specimen
It didnt matter come to where or when
I made eye contact first I snatched the chance
You blinked at me I felt the flash of glance
I joined the socializing circles venn
I found in heart I had to have that hen
The number slower I patterned prance on dance
Yes were a match as clumsy couples go
I score a wobbly move on womans whim
In coordination bungle body blow
The other dancers clued up pseudo prim
Among the paired off dancers we were worst
Essentially in number self immersed
Chorus worst ergste verst
