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Big Girl Dance Class

Gathered are we here Everywhere else we fear for prodding eyes would judge our rhythmic feet say they trudge but we know the truth of it we are one, we are Whit! We stomp, We Twirl, We shake the icing on top of the cake everywhere we go people yell too and fro call us bad and fat as if we are any of that we are one we will stand tall Big Fat fabulous and all Big girl are we Big girls we are free!

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Date: 12/10/2018 6:22:00 PM
Whitney I loved your poem! The phrase "rhythmic feet" is genius and SO descriptive! You GO girl! A fan in Norwood, NC.
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