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he fell in love with dancing feet

She had feet that danced the fanciest dances He stared as they created magic up and down the floor He had never seen such feet. He was entranced, enthralled, excited She enthused, inspired and empowered him. He began to dance. “I must have had too much to drink,” the old lady said. She was the only one still sitting at the table. “That damned salt shaker is dancing”

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