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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