• Music and Dance
    The rhythm in the beat.
    Makes me move my feet.
    Everyone is swaying side to side.
    Like a big wave or tide.
    Singing together you and me
    Moving are bodies like we’re free.
    Song is like an art we draw.
    Without one single flaw.
    Now everyone is dancing real low.
    People don’t want to go.
    The pumping sound in the air.
    The girls dangling flair.
    The girls and boys blah blah.
    As other people do the cha cha.
    Everyone dances as one.
    Looking as if they won.