Queer Prom

Music pumping, glow sticks glowing
Everyone! On the dance floor- dancing.
The air tastes like sugar; like the candy
Melting in my mouth as I’m the lead dandy.
We’re a small group- a hundred strong-
Yet we guarantee we can party all night long!
Longer than the suits and gowns
Down the street with formal flowers… throw it down!
We, in our slacks skirts torn up pants
Tube tops corsets that old base ball cap-
White fedoras suspenders fishnets blue jeans-
As varied as all the birds that sing!
My sisters, My brothers, my inbetweens!
All dancing, gyrating on this dance scene.
We’re free, this is free, we’ll take it out
On the streets.
Our candy love
Our sugar cane word
Our own, open chest world.
Oh! The Sisters and The Brothers and The Inbetweens!
We’ll dance through this hall, through this city, through this town-
We’ll dance through the world… we’ll dance out loud!
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You went too!?! Awesome! I
You went too!?!
Awesome!
I really like the rhythm in this and it goes wonderfully with the subject, great job!
Yeah, I didn't want to go to
Yeah, I didn't want to go to Prom-prom so I went to Gay Prom. It was sooooo much better.
Thanks, I wanted the flow to match the scene so people could get the feel for it without having had been there.
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