On Happy Moments

My happiest moment of 2011

was at the mustache party

when I was somehow put in charge

of disorienting everyone

in the game of pin-the-mustache-on-casimir-pulaski

and you politely asked me,

whilst blindfolded,

to spin you,

so I took hold of your shoulders

and, spinning spinning,

I joyously turned you

in circle after circle

until you wandered away

with confused and infectious laughter.