Yes this is me dancing like crazy fella. Those days Pablo spin more faster than any body in the kneepit lands. They call me windy spider - because my legs are so many.
Then one morning I wake up all my legs are gone. My Papa say I dance so fast last night my legs they run away. Then he tell me stop the crying or my eyes they fall out too.
Later I find he lose my legs to some gringo in a bar, when he play the card with him. Now some funny face pop singing man use my magic legs to make much money on TV - make my legs do some walking on the moon and dance to some bad music, so my friend Frank, the Zapatista, he tell me.
Maybe one day they come back to me. Pablo can wait. Until then I dance every day with my heart, and sing a song to the moon.
Adios my friends! Hope you are liking my kneepit!