The Last Ballerina

The Last Ballerina

I’ve got this great idea
We’ll put on a play tonight
We’ll do Romeo and Juliet
And this time we’ll make it right

Romeo can get the girl
Paris will not fall
And the Montagues and Capulets
Will not fight at all

We’ll have beautiful ballerinas
All dressed in white
And they’ll whirl across the stage
As if birds in flight

But fate will blacken our future
So don’t hold your breath
As the curtain falls, the last ballerina
Will dance herself to death.