I counted till they danced so
Their slippers leaped the town,
And then I took a pencil
To note the rebels down.
And then they grew so jolly
I did resign the prig,
And ten of my once stately toes
Are marshalled for a jig!
– Poem by Emily Dickinson
Thanks for sharing this unusual poem from Emily Dickinson. One, because it’s so light and happy (unless I’m missing some deeper point), and two, because it’s one of only 3 poems that she actually gave a title.