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Her arms so arabesque, choreographed by Balanchine, smoothly flow raise and lower in time to unheard melodies, A Flamingo when this lady dresses. Bees and birds stop fluttering, watch, as she pulls those stockings slow, so slowly up her silky leg to heaven.
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 12:32 AM UTC
A poem dressing
Her arms so arabesque, choreographed by Balanchine, smoothly flow raise and lower in time to unheard melodies, A Flamingo when this lady dresses. Bees and birds stop fluttering, watch, as she pulls those stockings slow, so slowly up her silky leg to heaven.
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Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 12:32 AM UTC
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