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Fantasy | ||
| Colored plumes in fine array, Sequins glistening in the light, Dancers lithely step and sway To the rhythms of the night. 'Tis a rainbow great to see, Swirling to the steady beat. Everything is fantasy, Carried out with graceful feet. Music echoes bright and gay, Giving substance to the scene. When at last it fades away, Bid farewell to king and queen. | ||
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