Dancing
And dancing
In your style
With the shirt upped
Over the head
Just like a statue
With the steps taken backwards
And you retreating,
Counting down.
Michael, you sire,
A break dancer,
A disco dancer,
A rock n roll and a jazz dancer!
A master of dancing,
Dancing art,
A torso,
The torso separated
From the bust
And the bust from the torso,
Such is your posture!
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