Remember steps so sprightly

In days of youth gone by?

Your body parts bounced upwards

Pointing pertly to the sky.


When dating a new man or maid

On coming face-to-face

You used to feel a happy glow

With bits in their right place.


But now the pull of gravity

Keeps most parts swinging south

Unless you practise handstands

For encounters foot-to-mouth.


The die is cast, the day is set

To rendezvous in town.

You can’t help wondering if you should

Be meeting upside down.