"Where are you Sally?"
I cry into the fog
As she, a whirling dervish spins -
"I'm here," says Sally
As her form stands tall and straight.
"How are you doing?" I ask.
"Fine, I'm having fun -
Life is refreshing
And I like spinning
But sometimes I hate it
And sometimes people leave. "
"When do you like it best?" I ask -
"When people watch and clap,"
She replied.
"That's when I'm good."