The Ballet Class
Skipping and leaping,
Lift legs up high.
Good toes, naughty toes,
Pluck stars from the sky.
Stick feet together,
Do you need magic glue?
Wave butterfly wings,
Hold out your tutu.
Little pink girl's
With little pink feet.
The Ballet class
Was just so sweet.
Copyright © Elizabeth Kinch | Year Posted 2017
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