Pickle Ball “GypsyCat Style)

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The Dancing Dill Pickles’ Waltz

(Verse 1)
Oh, we’re the dill pickles, the finest in town,
In tuxedos and dresses of green all around.
With a swirl and a twirl, we glide ‘cross the floor,
We’re cucumbers no more, no more!

(Chorus)
Spin, spin, shimmy and slide,
We’re the pickles with the fanciest stride!
Dip, dip, give us a whirl,
Ballroom dills, we’ll dance with the world!

(Verse 2)
Gherkins and spears all take to the beat,
With a clatter of jars, we’ve got tangy feet.
No relish for trouble, no brining in gloom,
Just a pickle parade in the ballroom!

(Chorus)
Spin, spin, shimmy and slide,
We’re the pickles with the fanciest stride!
Dip, dip, give us a whirl,
Ballroom dills, we’ll dance with the world!

(Bridge)
Oh, the mustard may mutter, the ketchup may scoff,
But the pickles are waltzing, so back it all off!
Sweet or sour, we’ve got the flair,
Dill pickles are dancing without a care!

(Final Chorus)
Spin, spin, shimmy and slide,
We’re the pickles with the fanciest stride!
Dip, dip, give us a whirl,
Ballroom dills, we’ll dance with the world!