EXPLOSION
# We skipped the light fandango
# Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor
# I was feeling kinda seasick
# But the crowd called out for more
# The room was humming harder
# As the ceiling flew away
# When we called out for another drink
# The waiter brought a tray
# And so it was that later
# That the miller told his tale
# That her face, at first just ghostly
# Turned a whiter shade of pale
# She said, there is no reason
# And the truth is plain to see
# But I wandered through my playing cards
# And would not let her be
# One of 16 vestal virgins
# Who were leaving for the coast
# And although my eyes were open
# They might just as well have been closed
# And so it was that later
# As the miller told his tale
# That her face at first just ghostly
# Turned a whiter shade of pale. #
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