The little bonny ballerina 💕

A dainty Demoiselle, dancer ducked and dived betwixt her finale farewell wastage

Just like a neurotic narration from a novelist on a fictional page

This little, bonny ballerina dramatised her demise, ensnared within a bird cage

“Ooh’s” and “Aaah’s” echoed  throughout the grand theatre hall

Whilst withered woodlands whistled ambience on yon backdrop of the wall

And on her last breath, as she exaggerated a crying, cruel curtain call

Cotton handkerchiefs
were held in everybody’s fingertips from her insufferable appal  

Tearstained faces filled each and every seat on such a  powerful performance

As she pirouetted in pain and panic with sheer grace and pièce de résistance

Ballet dancing was her life’s worth..acting out scenarios with exquisite elegance