AN: wow, over 20 now. Amazing. I'm loving every word I put up for this, and
I'm glad that those who read them like them, too. Nothing but positive
reviews, that really makes me feel good about my abilities. Thank you all
so much, especially NeoMegaMan for being a consistent reviewer and
contributor, and Cassie and Brian, for your input also, as well as giving
me some stuff to write about. ;) I can't leave out Amy and the others at
fun & games arcade, and Evan, dude, I forgive you for the strep thing...
kinda. Thank you, gracias, arigato, hsieh hsieh, (I hope I got that right)
and so on. The world's a stage, fellow Dance Dance Revolutionaries, let's
bring the heat!
My morning's in agony,
As I have to go walk
From class into class,
Trying not to balk
I wince with each step,
Plantar warts are so cruel,
Will I be able to go on?
This is poorly uncool.
Today is a Wednesday,
What terrible concept
Could I play DDR
When I'm pained by each step?
Could I miss a day
Of that wonderful game?
Could I wait one more week?
What if the next time's the same?
My feet are more sensitive,
Just now, I barely stand
They throb and they burn
Feeling ground as if by sand.
- - - - - - - -
here I go, now into the 'cade,
I must be out of my mind!
I tighten my laces, count out my change,
All while my foot's in a bind!
i gently step up, using mainly my toes,
I'll just be careful of my two heels.
'cause I know just all too well
just how direct impact feels.
I take down my difficulty a notch,
This wont too much wrest.
Yawn, this song is good, but boring,
This is no good, not even a test.
I notch it back up, this is ridiculous,
And brace myself yet again.
I fall easily into cautious step,
And make it without pain.
Brian's back in town today,
I play some rounds with him.
Most all his favorite songs are gone,
But it's not completely grim.
Today he has to leave a bit early,
And so do cassie and i.
They both feel so tired,
I don't , but my feet could die.
My morning's in agony,
As I have to go walk
From class into class,
Trying not to balk
I wince with each step,
Plantar warts are so cruel,
Will I be able to go on?
This is poorly uncool.
Today is a Wednesday,
What terrible concept
Could I play DDR
When I'm pained by each step?
Could I miss a day
Of that wonderful game?
Could I wait one more week?
What if the next time's the same?
My feet are more sensitive,
Just now, I barely stand
They throb and they burn
Feeling ground as if by sand.
- - - - - - - -
here I go, now into the 'cade,
I must be out of my mind!
I tighten my laces, count out my change,
All while my foot's in a bind!
i gently step up, using mainly my toes,
I'll just be careful of my two heels.
'cause I know just all too well
just how direct impact feels.
I take down my difficulty a notch,
This wont too much wrest.
Yawn, this song is good, but boring,
This is no good, not even a test.
I notch it back up, this is ridiculous,
And brace myself yet again.
I fall easily into cautious step,
And make it without pain.
Brian's back in town today,
I play some rounds with him.
Most all his favorite songs are gone,
But it's not completely grim.
Today he has to leave a bit early,
And so do cassie and i.
They both feel so tired,
I don't , but my feet could die.
