The Dancing Plague

It started when I once was ten,

the world was nice and quiet then,

until Old Sue first moved her feet,

The village faced their fears again.

We soon would face the great defeat, 

of moving hours and hours on feet,

the dancing spread from house to house,

a movement that we would repeat.

And then it came, to Old Sue’s spouse,

he danced and danced around their house,

until he met his closing death,

and it became something to grouse.

The fear captured my every breath,

I felt each feeling in more depth,

what if I soon reached my own death?

what if I soon reached my own death?