Youth certainly is wasted on the young
Pert breasts squeezed higher than painted smiles
Calculating dips and turns to score piles
Of points around the sprung floor lift and spun
Last years fading winners curse the fit youth
As sambas turn to tangos passioned grip
Around the judging tables gossip slips
"There's talk of retirement, long in the tooth"
The winners crown slips greedily to the new
Whos victory is poison to the dreams
Of dancing one more National or World Cup
Orange tan fading pale and make-up skewed
Stifling the aches and pains with muffled screams
A sad tale of dancing shoes now hung up
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