Dad is the dancing-man
The laughing-bear, the prickle-chin,
The tickle-fingers, jungle-roars
Bucking Bronco, rocking-horse,
The helicopter roundabout
The beat-the-wind at scream and shout
Goal-post, scary-ghost
Climbing Jack, humpty-back.

But sometimes he’s
A Go-away please!
A snorey-snarl, a sprawly slump
A yawny mouth, a sleeping lump,

And I’m a kite without a string
Waiting for Dad to dance again.

Copyright: from Walking On Air (Hodder Children's Books, 1999) © Berlie Doherty 1993, used by permission of the author

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