Enhance Your Dance, oh PranceA Poem by Andrew JohnFreeverse
He dances so well in those flares.
Such a gliding, sliding motion. Round and round - planetary. Prance, and prance, prance, prance. Is he a dummy, a puppet? Yet singularly, exceptionally charming. Do we believe he exists? He does continue to prance, oh prance, prance, prance. Such a springy way to dance - so elastic - enhancing that appearance. Such a stunning, gorgeous prance, gee, prance, prance, prance. Is he mad? Or are we so? Oh, such a one-man energetic bustle, spirited, bubbly - such an indefatigable prance, that prance, prance, prance. (29.01.23)
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