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When the Party Is Over
When The Party Is Over When the party’s over, the rising sun shines, with all eyes squinting Make-up smeared on face’s, some have slimy snail skin A woman waiting for a gent to light her cigarette, just hinting Last thing she remembered the drink in her cup sink’n in Alas a smoke from the one glaring all night, even his lighter is glinting That night she lost her balance, her head, and her Gucci slipper Though in costume, she didn’t feel like Cinderella anymore Drunk-on champaign they went out to the marina for a dipper Everyone dancing all night, felt great, with music galore At the stroke of midnight, on a yacht, a first mate and his skipper Swirling in gay abandon in her party dress, putting on a show The first one to leave is deemed a killjoy in this circle fest They pulled an all-nighter, ‘neith the shroud of the moon’s luscious glow The first one to leave the event, was weary, in the state of unrest The sun is setting, the party is ending, a new day calls, a caravan in tow
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