Dancing to the Beat of the Music
They watched her dance,
Across the floor.
Never missing a beat,
To the music score.
Her hair was shining,
Below the lights.
Watching her move,
Was a pure delight.
She dipped and turned,
To every beat.
She was light as a feather,
On her feet.
To watch her dance,
Was a pure delight.
Like a flock of birds,
On a moon lit night.
She moved through the air,
With the greatest of ease.
The crowd was clapping,
They were very pleased.
So as the dance,
Came to a close.
She ended the show,
On her toes.
The crowd clapped,
They wanted more.
She gave them a show,
To the music score.
Across the floor.
Never missing a beat,
To the music score.
Her hair was shining,
Below the lights.
Watching her move,
Was a pure delight.
She dipped and turned,
To every beat.
She was light as a feather,
On her feet.
To watch her dance,
Was a pure delight.
Like a flock of birds,
On a moon lit night.
She moved through the air,
With the greatest of ease.
The crowd was clapping,
They were very pleased.
So as the dance,
Came to a close.
She ended the show,
On her toes.
The crowd clapped,
They wanted more.
She gave them a show,
To the music score.
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