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Dance of the Gods

The beat of the drums breaks the silence of the night,
the maracas shake the sleep away,
the violin cries the children awake,
the throats sing awake.
The harp and the guitar play,
the gods dance between the fires,
with their golden earrings hanging from their long ears.
Nothing to worry about it is just,
the dance of the gods
under the full moon.
Some call it the mating dance of the gods,
but it is just a dance for the mortals.
An orgasmic tune that moves from head to toe;
A dance that unites the bodies and the souls
the lovers that make the gods laugh with their
A dance that ends as soon as the night greets the day once again.
Exhausted the mortals slumber,
while the gods eat and drink.