Spinning,
Dancing slowly,
In a silent room.
Dizzy from her ever-present perfume.
Watching her sail through the air,
While swaying in the wooden rocking chair.
Calling out to her to come,
But she stays away from.
Quickly, she prances,
While you become frantic.
Wait! You shout,
While she just leaps about.
You finally come to know,
What she has said a while ago.
All she does is twirl,
Spin,
And dance slowly,
While you must sit there and accept this wholly.
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