I’m minding my business, just tying my shoes,When suddenly bam my hands start to move.They flutter, they flap, they wiggle and twist,Like jazz-hands mania I cannot resist! In the grocery aisle, I reach for some baked beans,But now I’m conducting like I’m leading a scene!“Just calm down,” I whisper, but they don’t obeyThese jazz hands [...]
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