dancing
dance We fly up the pieces,
and smokes up the first sock.
We plunge into the fun.
the end we are all geschlaucht.
be Then we get a short breath,
and we drown our thirst.
The costs just a couple of 'coal'.
us but this is totally 'damn'.
then goes on the polonaise.
Rehearsals will be a step change.
The atmosphere cheerful smiles,
and takes us unlikely.
We dance until early morning.
is exhausted then the brass band.
Gone are the worries behind.
A final red wine is beheaded.
Then it goes home, it droning songs
when we're in a dance hall.
We stretch our weary limbs,
then it's suddenly: Women's choice.
novel Herberth
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