Little Meenu was singing all by herself.
She was dancing all by herself.
She was the star performer that day
She was the best dancer all the way.
Meenu was singing at the top of her voice.
Her imagination extended beyond her toys.
Nursery rhymes were her best choice.
She set them to her own tune with rejoice.
Round and round she went in steps slow.
She danced merrily to the melodious flow.
It was both western and oriental in one blow.
Her singing and dancing made her glow.
Her first line was “row,row,your boat”.
It was followed by “are you sleeping ” in a float.
She went back to “row, row, your boat”
She then sang “Baa,Baa Black sheep” as an end note.
Meenu covered the big stage with ease.
Her movements were soft as a snowy fleece.
Her melody was like a soft breeze.
Her recital was an impressive feast.