Hangin’ out in your Pink Tulle-
A backdrop of Black-
The Stars- your Corps de Ballet-You flirt with us-
You excite-as Nyx places her Crown of dark mists on your head-
And you dance a Pas de Deux.
My Birthday Poem to Me and for Others.
"Shall glad your heart, shall give you hope, Shall give you health, and help, and hope, My Dark Rosaleen!" J.C.Mangan