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Feet, do your stuff just one more time Fandango round the Palais Direct these poor arthritic bones To dance that grand finale My hair is lost, my teeth gone brown I'm slowly going doolally But c'mon hooves, you'll manage just one final whirl with Sally So steer these limbs around the floor One last skeletal rally A late rhapsodic flush to end That tragic, final ballet

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