Dear Sylvie,
Once I saw you dancing
on a big red table and you were
flipping your hair around
and prancing
like psychedelic pony.
What the fuck was up
With the hundred bare-chested boys
in tight black trousers?
When you’re
flapping your arms,
kicking your legs and
doing the splits like that,
you honestly look like
you’re batshit insane.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQp8xKN7zNA&feature=related
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