We swept the floor with ourselves and our boa.
We kicked up our little heels deliciously as we languished on our belly.
We trotted our fingers temptingly down our shin as we leant over and peeked at the audience.
And we assiduously avoided what will now be known as "sad dangle" between the legs.
No mean feat, that.
Good work, showgirls. And da da da da da da-da-da-da BOFF!
Yours, slaves to our art,
Burlicious x
6 Oct 2016
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