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Forget your clean glass slippers For this princess wears pink satin In her long pink tutu, Stepping to music in classic latin. A woman's shoes are important Walking in a straight line Most just do not expect to bring Bandaids when you walk in mine. You think you have great balance 'till you're on your toes Cause even when you walk in these You must always keep your pose But walking? No. Who does that!? We twirl from right to left Constantly feeling motion 'till we feel a threat of theft So honey, you and your heels In this competition will lost For I am always dancing In my own pointe shoes.
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Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 3:34 AM UTC
Ballet
Forget your clean glass slippers For this princess wears pink satin In her long pink tutu, Stepping to music in classic latin. A woman's shoes are important Walking in a straight line Most just do not expect to bring Bandaids when you walk in mine. You think you have great balance 'till you're on your toes Cause even when you walk in these You must always keep your pose But walking? No. Who does that!? We twirl from right to left Constantly feeling motion 'till we feel a threat of theft So honey, you and your heels In this competition will lost For I am always dancing In my own pointe shoes.
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20/Non-binary/Australia, Adelaide
Sep 15, 2019
Sep 15, 2019 at 3:34 AM UTC
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