Dancers

Dancers, twirl lightly across the stage,
Just before the old man reads another page.
Dancers, leap with delight,
And Ms Washington will feel alright.
Dancers, smile gracefully with your eyes,
And Ms Glen will give you a prize.

Dancers, move as a team with pride,
And make sure you're not feeling nervous inside.
Dancers, flow with the others,
And you will have proud and astonished mothers and fathers.
Dancers, tiptoe, jump and skip,
And handle those scarves carefully so they don't rip.
Dancers, wave those arms around,
but make sure those feet don't make a sound.

Dancers, creep through the darkness like a mouse,
It's time to get back to your house.