Police Department Dancersize
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The boys were on a call out, at General Motors
Place,
Canucks and Ducks were on the ice, setting
quite a pace.
A pause came in the action, sometime in the
third,
The game was nearly over, the 'Nucks had
cooked the bird.
.
The crowd was in the action, cheering for
the team,
Clapping hands and stomping feet, voices
poised to scream.
When on the speakers suddenly, a song with
Latin beat,
Macarena is the song, that made them move
their feet.
.
The camera flashed around the crowd, to find
a worthy shot,
Two pretty girls both dancing, the first
ones to be caught.
Panning further through the tier, something
caught their eye,
When flashed up on the scoreboard, was a
single dancing guy.
.
The crowd was going crazy, cheering for the
man,
Dancing Macarena, for a thirty second span.
Back to the girls the camera flashed, boos
rained down upon,
They quickly switched the picture back, the
man was dancing on.
.
He was doing all the actions, of the Macarena
dance,
Eighteen thousand people cheered, as he went
into a prance.
Mark Bragagnolo was the man, who enthralled
the hockey crowd,
Dancing in full uniform, the music playing
loud.
.
Who says the people don't love cops, and
judging from the cheers,
They sure loved Mark, the Dancing Cop, and
maybe too his peers.
Firemen have calendars, maybe Mark can do
a tape,
Police Department Dancersize, a uniform escape.
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PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 96-02-18 (131)
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