The audience chanted and cheered her,
As she dropped her colourful drawers,
The she bent down in front of those gathered,
To a thunderous round of applause.
She began to gyrate with such passion,
The man sat in front of her said,
'If you open your legs any wider,
I'll see through the hole in your head'
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