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Her feet have had the best treat,<\/p>\n
Worn platforms with the wedges,<\/p>\n
Adorned with spurs and bright badges,<\/p>\n
Red and gold hues,<\/p>\n
All sorts of exotic shoes,<\/p>\n
A creation of the heavenly muse.<\/p>\n
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Her life has known the good times,<\/p>\n
To music she dances and prances,<\/p>\n
Doing the most difficult exercises,<\/p>\n
Up and about before the sun rises,<\/p>\n
Walking miles in morning dew,<\/p>\n
Through the day her face anew.<\/p>\n
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She spent a life of pleasure,<\/p>\n
Her work was her leisure,<\/p>\n
Days spent in help and nurture,<\/p>\n
Training young minds,<\/p>\n
Grooming their persona,<\/p>\n
Still left with time for her to unwind.<\/p>\n
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Days of frolic and fun,<\/p>\n
Riding under the Sun<\/p>\n
All set for the race,<\/p>\n
Struggling to keep pace,<\/p>\n
Always on the brake,<\/p>\n
To prevent a careless mistake.<\/p>\n
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Ah! Those were the days,<\/p>\n
Reached twilight too soon,<\/p>\n
Old and tired,<\/p>\n
She gazes at the moon,<\/p>\n
Reminiscing the bygone years,<\/p>\n
Fill her with laughter and tears.<\/p>\n
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