Little Dancer

Dropping ballroom bombs on,

A backstreet dancefloor,

Flicking fire from her fingers,

Setting light to the night,

Weaving quickstep dreams,

In a glitterball spin.

 

For the little girl in the backwater studio,

Broadway beckons, name in lights,

But not just yet my darling,

Dance just for me tonight.

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