Dance
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Emilie Rigby, Grade 14
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Poetry
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2013
Dance keeps me alive,
I warm up to survive,
And always arrive,
On time.
I have aches and pains,
That feel worse when it rains,
It almost drives me insane,
When I can’t dance.
I move with my feet,
To any kind of beat,
And get to meet,
Lots of new people.
I wear a costume and a smile,
And I dance with grace and style,
I always try to push that extra mile,
To dance my very best.