Hip Dance

I would like to dance while it rains, for I have no umbrella. I would like to dance while it scorches, for I have no slippers. I would like to dance while I am hungry, the music from the stomach compliments. I would like to dance while I am sad, for my mind has gone insane. While we come out of our mothers, we do the head dance. While we grow up and understand the world, we do the dancing exercise just by copying. while we are adult and have become wild, we do the hip dance, mostly on bed. while we are sick and have become destitute, we can do the dance of the wind. The head has the brain, which receive the false signals. The heart beats with different rhythm, sometimes fast and otherwise slow, The adorned diapers become heavier, The perfect dance floor is set with fragrance. What a world this is, we have to dance such a long time.