One fateful day Kay’s mother took her into a building lobby
They took turns pinching and twisting her little body
They made her stand in positions more and more bizarre
Then they made her repeat them daily at a thing they called a barre
They put her on a diet, they said her wrists they did appall
And they made her wear a strange garment, a tutu it was called
She danced her first role as a friend of La Fille mal Gardee
After she'd been made to join a sinister group, the corps de ballet
The critics said of her performance, ‘Better you don’t do’
In a fit of spite someone put ground glass, ground glass in her toeshoes
She took the elastics from her ballet things
Stitched them together and hanged herself in the wings
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