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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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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