I raise my tiny feet in glee,
As my world spins slowly, slowly,
I sing my tinkling song.

My hands raised in arabrasque
My tutu floating 'round my waist
I love my world of girlish delight,
And glittering things below me.

I balance, carefully, carefully,
And turn myself to see
First myself and then my world
Over and over again.

I laugh through my little song,
Tinkling bells join in.

And in the midst of my dancing frenzy,
The box closes again