Disco balls circle my head-
I fall in step to the tempo-
Sidelining the lights and my busy hands-
Tapping my toes-
Rocking my hips away from responsibility-
Absolutely immersing myself, until-
Caterpillars creep onto my glittery dancefloor-
Tripling in size after each blink-
I climb onto the back of the largest one-
Out the window we go, inching across the sky-
Nearing Dairy Queen
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