English poem
The Dancing Academy
by E. Stuart Hardy (1865–1935)
This is the way, on a rainy day, We teach our dolls to dance— The doll in blue, and the Scotchman true, And Lady Belle from France. It's heel and toe and it's to and fro, They all can do it well; But the best of all our pupils small Is darling Lady Belle!
They're very good, but they're only wood, So they have to be shown The step to take and the bow to make— They cannot dance alone! Quadrille, gavotte, and I don't know what, They soon will clever be! So, dolls who sigh to be dancers, try Our Dolls' Academy!