The Epic

He caught her eye as she swung past,
Her partner tossed quite often,
Showing off his leading skills,
And her, in ballet motion.

Ah, that authenticity!
Poetry with music.

“Cut!” he yelled.

“Break for lunch,” another voice.

“I almost thought you meant it.”

She smiled. He smiled back.

“Good job, kids.”

“Next.”

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