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                                       The 
                                        Elegance of Feet 
                                         
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                                       The 
                                        delicate sculpture 
                                        That holds up 
                                                                    Your 
                                        rhythm 
                                                                      Your 
                                        soul 
                                      The 
                                        tough, strong bones 
                                        That support 
                                                                    Your 
                                        shape 
                                                                      Your 
                                        balance 
                                      One 
                                        movement done by your feet 
                                        Creates your dance 
                                        And shows your body 
                                        You have got them 
                                      The 
                                        relief flows through you 
                                        Letting you Surrender 
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                                     In 
                                      the Clothing Section of a Big Mall 
                                       
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                                     Air-conditioned 
                                      clothing 
                                       
                                                  Freezing 
                                      up the store 
                                    Ironed 
                                      workers 
                                                Flattened 
                                      by their work 
                                    Seasonal 
                                      shoes 
                                                Snowing 
                                      on the shoppers 
                                    Crying 
                                      baby clothes 
                                                Flailing 
                                      on the floor 
                                    Smiling 
                                      swimsuits 
                                                 Floating 
                                      in the fountain 
                                       
                                      Leaping Leotards 
                                                Sashaying 
                                      across the shelves 
                                    Prickly 
                                      Pajamas 
                                                Lying 
                                      on the linen 
                                    Peeping 
                                      Prices 
                                                Chopping 
                                      through the checkout 
                                    Blasting 
                                      Bubble-gum 
                                                Blowing 
                                      through the walls 
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                                       Dance 
                                        Mania 
                                         
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                                       Dancing 
                                        is fun,  
                                        Once youíve begun! 
                                                You 
                                        go all around! 
                                                You 
                                        can make it loud, 
                                                 
                                          As long as you are proud! 
                                                              You 
                                        can stomp your feet, 
                                                               For 
                                        a rhythm or a beat! 
                                                                          You 
                                        can clap your hands, 
                                                                          Or 
                                        dance to the bands! 
                                                               You 
                                        can leap like a frog, 
                                                               Hop 
                                        like a bunny! 
                                                 
                                          Watch for a while,  
                                                 
                                          It might be funny! 
                                                You 
                                        can rock, 
                                                You 
                                        can roll! 
                                        Use your hips, 
                                        Have a ball!  
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                              Nasrene 
                                Haj was born in September of 1990. She is interested 
                                in the arts particularly dance, singing, and writing 
                                stories and poetry.  
                                
                                
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                                us with your comments. 
                                 
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