The Dancer
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I consider myself quite the dancer,
so, of course I joined a dance class;
but there is a problem with my feet,
most of the time they are just stuck;
and my legs have a routine their own,
and sometimes both my knees buckle.
I swirl and twirl, dip and leap high,
and swing my arms in all directions;
and my salsa hips, oh la la la la,
in my head- I am a floating butterfly.
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September 9, 2016, (Repost, October 7, 2020)
Poetry/Verse/The Dancer
Copyright Protected, ID 09-1293-345-09
All Rights Reserved, 2016, Constance La France
Submitted to the contest, Games Mental or Physical (old/new)
sponsor William Kekaula
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2020
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