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

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