23 February 2013
Time again for party heels, No soft drinks and no third wheels, Music pumping round a room, Hearing chords which creak and boom.
Shortest dresses with no tights, Fluctuating, blinking lights, So much flesh yet more to spare, We buy our own here; do not share.
Laughing, smiling, atmosphere, The party time is nearly here, Warming up in twos and threes, We'll pass the night along a breeze.
Another Night. • Opuss № I