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They dance to exotic melodies,
With pale skin and writhing torsos,
No money to boast but ancestors to pay,
Herbs and sweets and fancy dress,
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Urban Olympians

They dance to exotic melodies,
With pale skin and writhing torsos,
No money to boast but ancestors to pay,
Herbs and sweets and fancy dress,
Global diets to feast on free from price,
Pale escapes,
Nooses for necks,
Constant carnal clans to lynch their stress,
A dance with shadows and fragrant mist,
These are our gods,
Engaged to curvy-thin nymphs

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