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Tackle thonged Condensed in shimmering lurex. Flamboyance bursts from flaming wig, From feathered lashes and from fuscia lips. Eyes flash and teeth sparkle In the huge face. With Cherokee cheekbones and a Roman nose A pantomime dame becomes a slinky Cher, A strutting Turner and a slick Minnelli, Before settling Into the loose and comfortable robes of a Boy George We hope has found peace. We clap and sing, 'Kama, Kama, Kama, Kama , Kama chameleon,' As this chameleon Plays out his life story for our entertainment. And old ladies cheer And wish him well.
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 3:40 PM UTC
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Tackle thonged Condensed in shimmering lurex. Flamboyance bursts from flaming wig, From feathered lashes and from fuscia lips. Eyes flash and teeth sparkle In the huge face. With Cherokee cheekbones and a Roman nose A pantomime dame becomes a slinky Cher, A strutting Turner and a slick Minnelli, Before settling Into the loose and comfortable robes of a Boy George We hope has found peace. We clap and sing, 'Kama, Kama, Kama, Kama , Kama chameleon,' As this chameleon Plays out his life story for our entertainment. And old ladies cheer And wish him well.
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 3:40 PM UTC
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