Poetry

SHAYNA CARVER


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12 february 2012

THE TALENT SHOW

here comes the dancers, and they're really moving!
to the tune they are not grooving.
they're constantly going off the beat,
their top half's okay - but what's wrong with their feet?!

enters the acrobatic who does somersaults in the air,
they did one too many, and landed on a chair.
then they did jumps through a hoop of fire,
needless to say - he got a new nick-name called: " FRYER. "

the ballerina comes on stage with such grace,
she did a fast turn and fell on her face.
she then got up and did little skips on her toes,
her foot gave out and she broke her nose.

the stripper was announced, and she's ready to rock and roll,
her first dance - she fell off her pole.
then she did her routine of dancing in a cage,
the audience threw things at her in a rage.
 
the singer walked on stage - and what a surprise,
she opened her mouth to sing - and all you hear are a bunch of cries.
please don't tell me that's her real voice!
the audience left - they had no choice.






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