  Karaoke I &nbsp; She can't dance. Wincing at her magnified voice, she clutches the microphone to keep herself from sinking while&nbsp;t he audience takes another swig of beer. She is suddenly aware of her purple Chuck Taylors-- the laces don't reach the last hole. She thinks, short laces, small talent, a shower virtuoso&nbsp;with only one octave. No one is impressed. &nbsp; &nbsp; Karaoke II &nbsp; I am cute in my jelly shoes jelly bracelets side ponytail and enormous hoop earrings, dancing to Baby Got Back as if I do. 
