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She offers her sly performance art
And, hey, she's fairly adequate
Dancing and advancing with precision
Promising "the finest in family entertainment"
The tent lights dimming on the patsies
They only think they know what's going on
That mistress of the dark is "a miracle"
A "cutting edge wonder", in fact
She shimmies closer
Allowing her breasts to sway
Making the rubes change their tune very quickly
Since, somehow, they become aroused
Their state of awe growing
Achieving altitude the closer she approaches
She finally takes this matter well in hand
Offering guidance and momentary joy
That's fading soon as they leave the tent
And her face becomes wreathed in smoke
Whispering "You will never quite shake me.
Down we go."