On the beach, the youths set up a band
The music was loud, the dancing was bumpus
Laughter echoed across the sand
People were saying, “It’s a wild Rumpus!”
The party went on all through the night
And everyone was feeling so very right
Kim at d’Verse invites us to create a Quadrille poem with the word “Rumpus.”
A Little Bit of Everything, With Love 
I can feel the sand between my toes!
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Thank you! ☺️
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Wow! I can remember those nights, the parties, the music!
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Wonderful feeling… sounds like I missed out on that
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Thank you! ☺️
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Your quadrille made me yearn for a past I never experienced, Lisa. I would have loved to go to a beach part when I was young and kicked up a wild rumpus.
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Thank you so much! ☺️
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My pleasure, Lisa!
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Oh yes, nothing like a good rumpus!
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Heehee! So true!
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Very nice
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Thank you, Sadje! 🙏❤️
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You’re most welcome
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Thank you very much!
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Most welcome Lisa ♥️
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That’s my kind of party (many years ago…lol!)! Great quadrille, Lisa!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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A long, long time ago for me! Lol Thank you!
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Love the rhythm, the vibe, the rhyme … where’s my invite?!
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Thank you, Helen ☺️ You have an open invitation❣️
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I remember some all nighters, such fun, this took me back and captures the feel of the joy of it.
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Thank you!
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Feels like I can almost hear the music and laughter in your lines, Lisa—your “wild Rumpus” really captures that carefree beach-night vibe. 🌊🎶
~David
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Thank you, that is what I tried to share 🙏❤️
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🤗
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