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Compulsory Concert
So rhythmic is the tune we dance everyday
Some call it song, some specify as a dirge
While to majority, its neither poem nor prose
But in concordance, we must sway, bray and lay
Our feet busy and entangled on the vast stage
The tunes are confusing, some claim to know them
Some sing after them, while majority just sway to look busy
Crowned is the virtuoso who plays the melody that
Carries and sends the myriad in carousel and nonstop pirouette
Keep swaying and in bloom merriment
For when your time to exit comes, be gracious to usher a new dancer
Unlike you without clue, be generous to guide on the right tunes to listen
The right moves to employ and the right partner to double up
We ‘all on the list for a compulsory dance, we must dance!
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Real Heman
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