A Day at Ballet

December 2, 2008
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A DAY AT BALLET

I remember I went to ballet
My teachers name was Sue;
She saw me and said hey:
She had a nice hair due

We started our routine
I felt a rush;
Our dance was looking clean
I started to tell her but she said hush

You could see the embarrassment in my face
Everyone looked at me so weird;
This was a disgrace:
I wish everything was cleared

I couldn’t wait till class ended
Miss Sue was mean;
I felt offended
She didn’t let me come back to finish the routine.





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