Actions without choice

[Bunx]

I was asked to help the disco,
crisps and drinks to pass,
strong arms to hold
an adult infants rage. having a hard time knowing the gender of the narrator

You clapped alone all night,
holding a coke can between
salt and vinegar knees,
rocking just behind the beat. classic

The large tongue smile broke,
your applause turned frenzied,
she was dancing with Tom, the the narrator a "she"
strong arms helped the disco.

liked the poem, a short and sweet poem about young disco ruckus