Tap-Along

[ajcohen613]

Bottle’s become microphones,
grandma thinks she’s Cher;
limbo dancing nieces flail
but grandpa’s unaware. Whole stanza is pretty funny. I imagine this familial scenario is probably relatable for somebody on here.
 
Napping with a drink in hand,
his snores conduct the beat;
my voice is like a crocodile’s, A crocodile's voice? Interesting..though I wonder what a crocodile actually sounds like.
so I just move my feet. Because your voice is like a crocodile's, you default to moving your feet? 

Funny poem. Only a few questions, as mentioned in the crit.