Dreams of you, polkas

We meet in an abandoned

ShopKo, and your friend

Ignores me

Talking, not believing we

Are actually there

Later, I await your

Arrival, like a long

Overdue issue of TV Guide

Waiting for what is to be seen

I'm clothed in pajamas and

A messy hairdo

Yet you say I look beautiful

Suspense is overrated as

You announce where we're going

To a country bar

Where they polka, not line dance

I'm giddy with the thought

But then I remember

I don't know how to polka