Sad Eye Dancer
He can march up and down, back and forth,
And bark all live long day,
But she'll always be a sad eye dancer,
Which is in her nature to be.
The girl will simply dance,
Despite the drill sergeant's harangues.
She'll pirouette, do a split,
And when she concludes her performance, bow.
She'll always be a said eye dancer,
Which is in her nature to be.
She is in the behest of Dionysus
To spread love and joy to one an all.
And joy she spread, happy we be,
For she is, only in appearance, a sad eye dancer,
Which is in her nature to be.
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