Poem# 89- Swirl

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Ensure the overhead lights, ensure the mirrors
Mop the floors, enhance the colors
Shift the footwear, change the habiliments
Arrange the field, even the ornaments.

Varnish the wood, beam the shone
Stand thy place, spark thy home
Position yourself, upright and forward toes
Graceful gestures; with or without flaws.

Ensure the lights, ensure the mirrors
It doesn't matter; with or without grand gestures
Shift the footwear, change the habiliments
Swirl around; it depends on your preference.

Just swirl and rotate—
Till you have the ample reasons
'Cause stickiness is a sore
And plus, it's never been fun to be stuck on the varnished floors...

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