A fan of the Desert Divas has written this poem for us ...
DANCING DIVAS
Cue the Turkish music ...
The rhythem of the drums
Make sure that you don't lose it
Watching shakin' bums and tums
It's the Dancing Divas
Looking oh, so arabesque
The pitch it reaches fever
As they shake their treasure chests
Hip circles and hip hits
Help to shake the other bits
Smiling, shimmying hip drops
Bangles, beads and crop tops
Their bodies shimmy and swing
As they flash their shiny bling
Their bangles they all jangle
Each finger adorned with rings
Then the Dancing Queens
Head back to the harem
Another show is done
By the girls who shake their tums
