Dancing around the may pole
here you go
tra-la tra-la tra-la
some dressed in tu-tu's
some in leather jump suits
their mothers made em
dancing around the may pole
te-hee te-hee te-hee
throwing flowers
with a flick of the wrist
a sugar induced blindness
keeping dancing around the may pole
until your wrapped up together
and keep throwing the flowers
until the basket is empty
TRA-LA TRA-LA TRA-LA TRA-LA
Just watch out
for my digested breakfast.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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