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Dance by Emma Bjerk
mom did my make-up
and fixed my hair
my costume was all ready
just hanging there
when we got to the school
I knew exactly where id be
and what group I was in
though I was only three
I skipped onto the stage
my friends right beside me
the music starts
the curtains pulled
and dance begins to find me. |