BALLROOM
Shining limbs, music and dances,
Glitter world of crazy trances,
Hoarded seeds of all my fancies,
Girls and boys gone out for prances.
Drinks and wine, and more 'what have you',
Psychedelic move appalls you.
With the cups all bubbled over
With champagne, you kiss your lover.
Girls with those alluring glances,
Getting more lascivious lances;
Intoxicated Jims and Nances,
High as ever Bobs and Frances.
All the flushing faces grinning,
To the nothingness of spinning.
Spinning tops across the floor...
I can't stand this any more.
Cream of joy ! superfluous flatter
Crack and dope and chitter chatter.
