Sad to say there is no way
That I can dance
Upon this day
Even if I the music’s fine
And the floor, is smooth as wine
And dancing partners
By the score
No matter who
Comes in the door
Even if an angel sings
It won’t change how
They’ve clipped my wings
© 4/13/89 and 9/97 by Lucille Falk Miller
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
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