Friends Die One By One, But So,

Dance In The Body You Have.

The Creative Urge Is The Demon That Will Not Accept Anything Second Rate.

Then I Did The Simplest Thing In The World. I Leaned Down... And Kissed Him. And The World Cracked Open.

To Make Up A Dance, I Still Need, As I Needed Then, A Pot Of Tea, Walking Space, Privacy And An Idea.

Toe Dancing Is A Dandy Attention Getter, Second Only To Screaming.