We were on a frenzy
Looking fancy and sassy
Knocking coccus with our cock soles
Catching feathers with our fingers
Maiming the event with our killer minds
With transfixed bears like barnacles
Walking tachy on a tar
We rode on a rodio
We feasted like fisting
Got transfixed in a fixture
We were portrayed on a portray
Looking lackluster in a cluster
We danced on the dance floor
Like peter and Paul in pandemonium
Moving feet like flying flies
And getting cozy in a cold room
El'tahir
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