If not locked up, I shall run wild
In the world of fashion, I fabulously styled
I truly declare that my lusts for dance is highly piled
With fantasy and imagination I'm daily riled
And yet to the world I fakery smiled
Deluged with desire like that of a child.
The thought of me, shall made you mild
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