Friday Night, JMN, photo.

Sock Hop Bop Flop
An Admonitory Fable for Tragedies Averted
(To all my students who made it through graduation)

Bee-Bop-A-Ree-Bop,
A lockdown jam,
A lockjawed ham,
Good golly, Miss Molly,
Lookin’ hot damn!

Bee-Bop-A-Ree-Bop,
A hounddog dude,
Blue suede shoe’d,
Sideburnt sugardaddy
Bawlin’ The Jude.

Bee-Bop-A-Ree-Bop,
A half-baked bean,
A boppin’ teen,
Cotton-eyed Joe
For a bullshit queen.*

Bee-Bop-A-Ree-Bop,
Haulin’ some ass,
Takin’ no sass,
Ten foot tall
And tokin’ the grass.

Bee-Bop-A-Ree-Bop,
A bang and a boom,
A six-foot room,
Shooby-dooby-doo,
Cool as a tomb.

*Note: A feature of the Cotton-eyed Joe dance step in Texas is a sort of conga line of men and women rhythmically shouting “Bullshit!”

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