fabbarina

My teacher said I'm a fabbarina, but I still tripped over my own toes

That girl danced like she was born on a stage and the floor was her best friend

I saw a fabbarina do a split and my dog started doing sit-ups

She was so good, my brother cried like a baby

That fabbarina could dance and I’d probably lose a bet

She looked like she was made of glitter and fury

That fabbarina danced so well, my cat started doing the twist

I’d probably get kicked out of ballet school if I tried to be a fabbarina

She moved like she was born in a tutu and married a spotlight