Jazz Hands Poem by Deetya Sri

Jazz Hands



what do you call it?
spread fingers and
shake or jingle

doesn't matter how old
how young the culture
recognized worldwide

comic or ironic
up, down, sideways

necessary to add a flourish
add pizzazz

excessive
percussive
immoderate
extravagant

dance

with jazz hands

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