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Bump da Bump Bump Bump


I walk to center stage With all my muscles I engage. Moving my arms and legs so agile Pretending the floor is oh, so fragile. I begin my senior dance I fall into a trance Standing in my final stance , I steal the show with my leap Wanting the audience weep, Not a dreadful weep But a beautiful weep. I want a standing ovation. My last dance before my graduation. What is dance? Dance is: Dramatically Thrilling Pouring out my feelings Stealing all my imagination It’s a solid foundation Stealing the hearts of you and me Me: Hayden Lee. It turns back time With no words like a mime. Taking my heart thump thump thump Turning it to bump da bump bump bump. Dance isn’t just a game people play, Dance is a display Dance never betrays It always conveys Those feelings that shadow a dancer. Dance inspires you and I to move on Even when a bad day has gone, Dance has the ability to turn things around Dance can make me astound. I walk center stage With all my muscles I engage.
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