Hah!

Shakespeare does the Hokey-Pokey:

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from Heaven’s yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke — banish now thy doubt;
Verily, I say, ’tis what it’s all about.

Found this on Virushead's blog. It is the winning entry in a writing competition. The English major geek in me is very pleased!

-- Virgil



The A-Z's of Me:
V - Vegetable/fruit you hate: peas

W - Worst habit: speaking too quickly--jumping in without listening enough

X - X-rays you've had: jaw, chest