Belly Dancer
She walks down the street on a sulky hot day her skin moist under the afternoon sun. By standers watches as she slowly walks to the center of the road.
Then as she snaps her fingers to a beat that starts out slow and quickly excels to a rapid rhythm the crowd joins in and the dance continues as hips swirl and trinkets jingle.
So is the life of a Belly Dancer.
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