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Our show is done, and we had a wonderful summer party. Thank you to our hosts, Joan Costello and Martha Canon. It was so much fun! Now we are learning our new dances for the next show. Below is a poem written by one of our former dancers, Joanne Mazur. It's so relevant that we decided to bring it back. Like the title, all we want to do is DANCE, DANCE, DANCE DANCE, DANCE, DANCE By Joanne Mazur e Dance Troupe takes us to a magical place. We are transformed into elegance and grace. Where a blackbird can become a swan. Where the darkness turns into dawn. Tap, Hawaiian, Ballet, Belly, Ballroom or Jazz. It all has the feeling of Razzmatazz. When music and dance are in harmony. It becomes a symphony. Choreographed to the count of eight. Don't look at the oor, hold your head straight. In the kick line, point your toes. Concentrate and forget your woes. Ready 5,6,7,8. My count was just a little late. I get support from my pals. I look to them when all else fails. Practice and practice until it's right. I trudge through this with all my might. Sometimes I fumble and sometimes I stumble. I pick myself up, it keeps me humble. It's the lure of the music to the dance. It's like the aura of a new romance. It's where Diamonds, Rubies, and Pearls all become one, And we dance our tootsies o, but we have fun. I received my costume, and I am all ado. What size is this? It feels like a two. Viewing myself in the mirror. is is causing holy terror. Bring up the curtain and let the music play. Ball Change or Maxi Ford, we're in the fray. Our Troupe will be beautiful and all aglow. It's going to be an awesome show. Submitted by Gloria Lipitz | OHCC LIVING | NOVEMBER 2024 | 15 Ocean Hills Dance Troupe