Lawrence Holliday
Gliding easily with his slender companion,
with the grace and agility of a professional,
he caresses his dear, sensuous partner-
Sleek, slim, and decorated in a gray dress,
with a fanned-out gown from the gracious garb,
fastened together by a yellow clasp.
With a plie and jete,
footwork and bending by limping leap,
one, two, three steps from side to side,
in a nimble elegance across the shiny floor.
They glide perfectly as one unit;
he is complemented with his companion-the mop.
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