A Greek chorus line
puppets dance can-cans
bloomer showing skirts
high-kicking with fans
Follies in burlesque
grinding fine the grain
underneath red mill
Moulin Rouge refrain
where music is hot
dancers are stone dead
called for another to
the queen off her head
tragedies wailing
upon the trombone
Jazz funeral mass
Daddy, take it home
take us all back to
homeland security
behind picket fences
for our pickle tea
wanna lay me down
beside Zuiderzee
hemlock needle fleece
cocooned around me
no more I love yous
sacchrine sweet nothings
quicksand promises
attached with no strings
oh give me that home
so long longed for
beyond welcome sign
inside the slammed door
won't you dream weave me
back to my Omi
Plenty-scented table
with a seat for me
her hobbit windmill
wafts Boston brown bread
cedar closeted
with a trundle bed
I don't want to dance
cake walks to the grave
ceaseless requiem
beneath undertow wave
let's ride the Time Warp
in three quarter time
dance monkey sock hop
to a lake dune rhyme
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