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.