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Dancing

When I dance I feel free
I do flips until I’m tired
I make videos that only include me
I had a camera man but then he was fired
All the moves I do are new
My style is very hard to find
The only people I tell are my crew
But I don’t care if others mind
My moves look like the waves of an ocean
I try to learn all that I can
After dancing I get ashy from the ground so I carry lotion
At the end of the day I know I’m the man
I would love to be the best
Because I dance more than the rest





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Milo! said...
Mar. 27, 2010 at 9:00 pm
I'm guessing that you really do dance. I think that is so cool. Plus, I really like your poem.
 
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