
“Dancing on
tiptoes, no tulips beneath us
Just a cactus or two,
I can’t feel a thing.
Like a puzzle with pieces that don’t
fit together
We used glue,
And the picture dried clear.
Now it’s our chance, we’ll feel
complete
I’ll ask you to dance and if you
agree,
Me and you, that makes two with four
left feet.”
“Sell ourselves tall,
Even though we look small,

And Dance
with our four left feet.” -The Ditty
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