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Nightclub

Mirror, mirror, mirror ball. You would be the wisest of them all. Watching from above, the night roll out, All the dancing and the drink shout outs. You would see love at first sights or the start of a fist fight. Watched them walk in so dressed to impressed, but by the end all disorientated and stressed. The floor at the start would mirror from your ball, but at the end so slippery with drink most would fall. You would see the first to arrive and the last to leave. And the cleaners cleaning up on hands and knees. Mirror, mirror, mirror ball I don't envy you at all.

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