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Poem that describes what it feels like to be with someone who's nervous about dancing. |
| When will you ask me to dance? You have one more chance, I came with you to dance away, but you do not make me wanna stay. Dancing is fun, it really is, Watch me and I'll show you all there is. Shuffle your feet to the side or keep them wide. Dancing comes in different forms, but to be honest, there is no norms. It comes from you, so make it count. Bust a move and try and feel the groove. Once you learn how to ignite the light inside, you'll be in everyone's sight and save the night. |