In a town known for its fanfare,
Resides the famous Charlotte Club
Open to both young and old,
And budding talents to try their luck
Musicians from the world over
Come with foot-tapping dancing tunes
To present to people their expertise
Some melodious, some heart-rending croons
One such night, did Charlotte see,
A young melody so timid and shy
Divine was she like the heaven above,
The warmth of her voice made hearts cry.
As Charlotte rose with applauses,
The divine voice left the crowd
The show went on, the show goes on,
But never again has Charlotte been so proud!
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