Dance Like The Old Days - Poem by Adahlia Bathory
Back up, back up, and back away now.
Slow it down just slow it down.
All right, all right get to it now.
I’ve lost, I’ve lost it!
Help me; help me oh please help me.
Think we should go know?
No just yet wait it’s coming soon.
Here it is what we’ve all been waiting for.
What is it?
It’s the dark ages of our time.....
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