Dancing in Disaster
Blush, Red Lipstick, and Revenge,
A Prom Queen’s dream.
Beauty and Regalness dipped in jealousy.
How far she’ll go no one knows,
Our Prom Queen Aphrodite.
Football, Hair Gel, and Broken Wrist,
A Prom King's dream.
War and Strength dipped in anger.
How far he’ll go, no one knows,
Our Prom King, Ares.
A masterpiece dancing in disaster,
Here in our Olympus High.
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