If It Were The Last Poet Contest
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A Tale of The Last Dance It was the last dance ever Orders from the Kingdom Come The one with the most golden crown A dancing queen announces The last dance will be thrown For all who want a chance At the grandest gala ever known The kind that never ends They’ll wear tap shoes and dance Hardwood floors stomped on By flamenco’s fiery trends To the rhythmic guitar Bollywood prancers sing along To music of the sitar Ballerina’s leggy, their silhouettes long Pivoting and pirouettes in all ten dens Symbols clicking in their hands Belly dancers do back bends Glittered shiny dresses twirl Day to night transcends The sky angels are prancing We need not have any fears Feathery, white-pearled wings dancing A grand illusion it appears When in heaven we are two You’ll play the flute of love My arms above my head Cries of happy tears If it were the last dance I’d want to dance it with you
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