She dances in the door,
she glides across the floor
she sees her desk right there,
but is stops her not, nowhere.
She tootles on her tiptoes
to visit her friends,
across the room, smiling
until the time ends
and the bell rings.
Then she shrewishly
pretends she heard nothing
then the dancing teacher begins
and there's a pull from the headmaster,
and pull from the pupil
and around and around they go,
circling each other,
with steps of a feather,
but to her desk, she'll eventually go,
and Kelsey, well she
continues to dance as she
will for the rest of her life.
CLR 2010