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Twist, twirl, tap your bellies,  kick your legs to the sky. Here comes your famous father, the ruler of the sea, delighted to see his three lecherous kinglets.  Go on with your dancing, if it pleases you, but as for us, we shall not join you. Lead us promptly off the stage, for never a comedy yet was seen where the Chorus finished off with a dance.