Fancy language makes a song and dance of the simplest things

Participants are required initially to elevate their left legs in order that said limbs be pointed centripetally relative to the collective circular configuration. Following this, the left leg motion is to be concluded and furthermore reversed, such that the limbs are then oriented centrifugally. This oppositional pair of movements is subsequently reiterated twofold, cumulatively amounting to a tripartite succession intended to form the precursor to an omnidirectional agitation process. Upon completion, participants are to proceed forthwith to an implementation of the hokey-cokey and thereafter to the execution of a 360-degree rotation. This performative culmination constitutes the totality of the subject matter presently under examination.

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  • Mike Booth  On April 25, 2014 at 6:11 am

    Wonderful! You should see how the Spanish take this phenomenon to new highs! (P.S. Wasn’t it “hokey pokey?”)

  • Tom Freeman  On April 25, 2014 at 7:00 am

    I know pokey is standard in the US, but in the UK cokey is more common. I have no idea why!

  • 2davesarebetterthan1  On April 25, 2014 at 7:58 am

    brilliant!

  • Evan T. Konnor  On April 25, 2014 at 10:11 am

    You have made a perfect example for this topic, Tom. Now, can you sing it for us? 😀

  • bratschegirl  On May 13, 2014 at 3:11 pm

    Oh, well done. I also love the “Shakespearean” version, which has enjoyed viral fame since it was created as an entry to a Washington Post contest years ago:

    The Hokey Pokey, by Jeff Brechlin

    O proud left foot, that ventures quick within
    Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
    Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
    Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
    Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,
    A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
    To spin! A wilde release from Heaven’s yoke.
    Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
    The Hoke, the Poke — banish now thy doubt
    Verily, I say, ’tis what it’s all about.

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