Heavy Rains
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When sky was thirsty and drank from the lake,
Bloated and black is how it became!
Its face was pale - dull and sick,
Yet flashing lights like a magical trick!
Its murmers were loud - they gave a good fright,
To the young and the old in its plainsight!
Then came its cry, intense yet slow,
with passing of time, getting more bold!
Learning Tango
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Slow. Slow. Quick quick, slow,
Go the basics of a Tango,
Two steps on the side, pointing hands to the floor,
A pointe is made with four marches to go!
Two steps to the right - get back at your floor,
Try a courte for a second and hold!
Hitting the corners seldom gets old,
A promenade turn is what you need I am told!
(this one is dedicated as a thanks to my trainers at the Fred Astaire Dance Studios at London, ON, Canada www.fredastaire.ca)
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