Night of Masquerade
Carneval in Spain? Big thing.
Break out your shiniest bling.
Both I and my friend Seamus
are sure they’ll never name us
‘rey momo’ – that’s ‘pagan king’.
We dress up and dance. The sting?
They make fun of the famous.
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