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A man from the town of Penzance,
Wanted to try to folk dance.
     But try as he could,
     His feet were like wood.
(But didn't look bad at first glance!)

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She thought about classes in hula
But didn't have enough moola.
     To pay for the dance
     She'd get an advance
On money she needed for schoola.

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The Whirling Dervish it's said
Is meditation with head
     Tilted to the side
     With arms open wide
And dancing until almost dead.

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Stumble? Make it part of the dance!
Act like you've been in a trance.
     For who knows what you
     Are going to do?
A step, skip, jump, or prance?

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What in the world are you doing?
It looks like you are pursuing
     A dancer it seems
     Who's buried in dreams
Of someone else he is wooing.

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The folk dance closes at ten.
The women outnumber the men.
     But that's quite alright
     'Cause here comes the night.
Two-sexers do Varsovienne.

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The sun is coming at dawn
And I have to stifle a yawn.
     On wake-up committee
     And that's such a pity–
I ran after parties predawn.

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Dancing a lot less you see.
Ankles just won't let me be.
     They hurt me like hell.
     I can't really dwell
On arthritis in my knee.

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Folk dancing is what I do.
I break the steps down into
     One and another.
     Then put both together
So they fit so nicely anew.

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Statewide is a lot of fun.
We dance until the music's done.
     We hop, skip, and jump
     And kick, leap, and bump.
With ev'rything we are one.

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"Wanna dance and hold my hand?"
He asked of her as the band
     Knew what they would play.
     And without a delay
A Lesno was what was planned.