She is a beautiful dancer
Her body sways like a ribbon in the wind
She is her own cancer
Her hair shapes like arms to defind
She turns and turns and twirls
Like her silluetted curls
She shimmys and she shakes
Like a million hypnotised snakes
She is a beautiful dancer
Her body sways like it trys to defind
She is her own cancer
Her hair shapes like a ribbon in the wind
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