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Miss Ricky's School of Dance

I know the five positions (In ballet – don’t get all hot!) Plus plie and pirouette But all the rest I plum forgot. I didn’t have a tutu But a leotard? Perhaps. My memory is dimming And I’m left with just the scraps. Most likely, I attended Very briefly, very young, So a few balletic moves The only knowledge that has clung. Was there really a Miss Ricky? Guess there’s no way I could know For my ballerina days were over Many years ago.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 2/12/2016 4:22:00 AM
This struck a familiar note with me as I sent my oldest to ballet for 9 years. She finally got En pointe and then wanted to quit. It was a teen thing that made her want to give it up. She has told me since she is sorry she didnt keep going. This poem is written so cleverly and cute Ilene. #7
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Date: 2/11/2016 3:59:00 PM
This made me smile Ilene - I did ballet as a small child think i was about as graceful as a hippo lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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