Learning to Dance when we Were Younger

We were bits of yes or no & this and that
mostly dancing between A# & Bb;
I confess to a bebop mania, half deaf that I am
We swam in the '50s jumping tempos without tone
curling in the pools of songs, never alone . . .
We spun musical parties in our sketchy abodes
without much dough or smarts but an abundance
of energy and general blow; we pretended dance
and the world pretended along with most of us . . .
as we trucked across all our available floors
holding onto as many hands as we could score.
We did not spin out of control except when we did,
sometimes we blew beyond reason, without a lid.