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Mistress Dance
Graceful sits her hand upon his arm as they enter He in his tails and best, she in silver splendor His eyes scan for those that would covet her form Her eyes search for men rich, widowed and forlorn His goal tonight to catch her in a situation indelicate Her goal to continue in high society and sophisticate Thus, the dance begins As she flirts with coy and non subtile implied ways he roves the crowd waiting for her to finally stray She has culled out her next meal ticket While he is hiding, waiting in a laurel thicket To be a mistress, aging, is the death knoll For one who never put away for future goals She and her senior aged new par amour stroll along the garden, into the darkened core just when it is she is about to close the deal Out he jumps, proclaiming his true love he does steal And thus he is free to find a younger soiled dove And she is thus inclined to marry, but not for love Thus, the dance ends
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