Surrounded by costumes
I spin to the side
Insplendored by plumes
I'm ready for the ride
I don a cowboy hat
And grab me a saddle
It's time for yeehas and that
To spur out and skedaddle
I wear a sombrero
And dance to ole'
Round the ol' chair-o
Never to just stay
I toss on a fedora
And tap me a spatz
Douse my dear with Cremora
I'll jig a rat-a-tat-tatz
I put on a purple robe
And let fly a royal roar
Light up like a strobe
I'm never a boar
I strap on a belt
Big buckled boxing champ
At least that's what it felt
On the floor I do a stamp
The costume room surrounds me
Everything that I could see
All the possibilities of who to be
To set my myriad characters free
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