Histoire de Kay

One fateful day Kay’s mother took her into a building lobby

They took turns pinching and twisting her little body

They made her stand in positions more and more bizarre

Then they made her repeat them daily at a thing they called a barre

They put her on a diet, they said her wrists they did appall

And they made her wear a strange garment, a tutu it was called

She danced her first role as a friend of La Fille mal Gardee

After she'd been made to join a sinister group, the corps de ballet

The critics said of her performance, ‘Better you don’t do’

In a fit of spite someone put ground glass, ground glass in her toeshoes

She took the elastics from her ballet things

Stitched them together and hanged herself in the wings