It is the music the way it glides,
Its way through every nook and crannies of my soul.
It makes my head bobble like a toy.
It sends me to places better by far,
When my insides feel a little ajar.
My foot taps to the rhythm,
As soon as all sound begins.
It starts with a rap of my toe,
Switches to my heel,
The feelings are so dam reel.
It becomes a part of me,
And when its claws are deep, you will all see,
There will not be way to stop the effects
Of my spirit once, the lyrics begin to flow through it.
The beats are mimicked by the taps on my legs,
With all intensity the sounds match,
Except for a few unknown patches.
At that point to avoid all embarrassment,
I lay my hands flat down on the mattress.
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