By anonymous

279
A glee possesseth me
That had I ballet knowledge
Would put itself abroad
In pirouette to blanche troupe,
Or lay a Prima
And though I had
No ringlet to my
Nor hopped for audi
One claw upon the a
Nor tossed my shape in
Nor rolled on wheels of snow
Till I was out of sight in sound,
The house encored me so—
Nor any knew I know the art
I mentioned easy here —
Nor any placard boast me,