The Can Can

or really any other group dance

By Jada FergusonPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

We twirl around a ball of fire-

Grinning as we steadily seep into mire-

Dancing the can can-

Kicking our heels up to the frying pan-

Already looking for a new planet to hire/

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