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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430775" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Yes John I Can Dance</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">People can laugh <br>and deride me with ridicule <br>Blast me in chlorine gas<br>And think I'm abominably parochial <br>They can call me a penny <br>Who can never rise above a dollar<br>Spring a broken spinning jenny<br>Shaking ever shifting heddles <br>But I got two solid feet <br>Which are never in reverse <br>Synchronized to always jest<br>In my private universe <br>Yes John I can dance </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never participate <br>Because I don't have a partner<br>That can operate in relation <br>To the fluid of my momentum <br>My astronautic locomotion<br>Is beyond you normal gravitation<br>So I'm dancing Martian ballads <br>On weekend in the basement<br>Enjoying the good vibrations <br>While wearing only underwear <br>I only need that one good song<br>To make me feel that teenage love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes John I can Dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I never liked the ballrooms<br>Because their always full of snakes<br>More in touched with their reflections <br>And always charming bar fly dates<br>Never found that girl or boy <br>Who's appealed to me like tea <br>I only make out with the noise <br>When I hear that melody <br>See my legs can really kick<br>Once that cool beat has me played <br>But if you're shallow in your licks<br>I'll just wonder in the wind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes John I can dance </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I can dance when I want to, <br>and I can dance when I like to <br>With a cat on a hot tin, <br>or a fiddler on the roof<br>Working grooves in the floor <br>Until the moon is out the door<br>Because my legs are made of lightning <br>Faster than a speeding stallion<br>And if I'm slow to act in Public<br>Behind closed doors I'm simply magic <br>If you saw how I Manoeuvred <br>You plug yourself in horse manure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes John I can dance<br>And Ill ride your sister's pants <br> On the floor with sonic rhythm<br>Until ecstasy has got us fizzled<br>I might be the quiet Lion<br>But I can roar tenacious valiant <br>I'm not Much Music Hack<br>With a box of tricks with cash<br>My style is original <br>And essentially individual <br>Dancing is in my blood<br>Just like the act of love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And if I had someone who's right<br>I would dance with them all night<br>But since I dont Im all alone<br>So solitude's my perfect home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So Yes … I really can dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kevin+Patrick">Kevin Patrick</a><div class=q>
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and deride me with ridicule 
Blast me in chlorine gas
And think I'm abominably parochial 
They can call me a penny 
Who can never rise above a dollar
Spring a broken spinning jenny
Shaking ever shifting heddles 
But I got two sol..."></div>
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