The Young Girl's Theatre

Into the theatre
and straight down the aisle
the young girl then sits
to watch for a while

up goes the curtain
revealing a pair
click goes the crank
that winds bronzen hair

once the coil tightens
and stage has been set
round twirl the dancers
no worry, no fret

in circles they move
'thout a care in the world
just until the music
subsides; goes unheard

they stand there in wait
for a clicking, or two
before they continue
to dance the song through

but after a while
the encores would fade
to sleep go the dancers
their pieces well played