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Post by Vivinette Rendair on Nov 14, 2007 18:02:42 GMT -5
Dancing Queen
Long nights, Spent under bright lights. Twirling, Whirling.
Dancing for fame, Until her legs feel the strain. Disco lights shining, This is her clouds' silver lining.
She is the dancing queen, Only but a teen. Swaying, Sashaying.
Her mind is full of songs, The beats righting all wrongs. Feeling the drums pounding the floor, Hardly ending at the door.
Dancing the night away, Feeling her body sway. Wearing her crown with pride, Her walk more of a glide.
She is the Dancing Queen.
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