Lovely girls
Dressed in gold
Shimmer and whirl.
Can’t you see them
O’er there?
Spinning, dancing,
Their hair a mess,
Their buttons half undone,
And an unearthly shine in their eyes.
Oh, the joy!
The fire in their eyes!
But then the shot of the gun
Ended all.
The dance of flying-
‘Twas all undone.
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