Tiny Dancer Poem by Bryton Holley

Start dancing, tiny dancer
And fill your heart with glee,
Though you lost your innocence
You haven't paid the fee.

The taxman's come, and gone away,
Asking payment of thee,
But though you had much to give,
You always tried to flee.

The masses came, and stripped away,
And put you on your knee.
And though they took your self-esteem
You never made a plea.

They pushed you back into a cage,
And threw away the key,
But keep dancing, tiny dancer,
'Cause inside you know you're free.