The Invisible Man Dances a Jig
The invisible man danced a jig,
He forgot to take off his boots,
Along with his wig.
The wig looked like a flying dead cat!
Can you imagine what it looked like?
Can you imagine that?
The boots danced all over the town,
They danced the jig uphill,
And then they danced down.
Anyone who saw them would say,
“Hey! Just look at that!
Look at those boots dancing,
With a dead flying cat.”
The invisible man didn’t care what they said,
He was too busy dancing,
with a dead cat on his head.
Lesley Scoble, August 2024
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I wrote my poem The Invisible Man Dances a Jig in response to Sadje’s #Whatdoyousee #250 Photo Prompt.
CREDITS
Thank you Sadje, for your wonderful inspiration.
The prompt’s photo is by Karsten Winegeart @ Unsplash
Lesley lives in the City of London Square Mile. An artist, actor and sculptor (her first ceramic sculpture won the V&A inspired by… Award). Scenic artist & book illustrator, playwright (her musical play, Rapscallion performed in inner city schools and theatre school); TV dancer; Animator and illustrator for TV production. Set up Pinecone Studios Ltd and IIMSI Ltd drama and filmmaking workshops in London – producing award-winning films made by children.
LesleyScoble.com 
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