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A funny poem about being unable to dance. |
| I can’t dance. Anyone that takes a glance Will see me prance and realise That I can’t dance. My Macarena is more macaroni I jump around like a phony Thinking I’m cute as a Shetland pony But I can’t dance. It’s Can’t-Can’t rather than Can-Can I’m bouncing around like a mad man Have been since the song began I really can’t dance People look at me and stare Staring at the dancing bear Think I’m doing it for a dare I can’t dance I wish I could get up and glide Across the floor, not want to hide But all I can do is slither and slide I want to dance!! |