The Studio of Happiness
You will hear
a tip tap,
and you will hear
a clickety-clack.
You will hear
a hundred stomps,
and you will hear
a hundred songs.
These aren’t just noises,
they’re
our white noises.
The sweat trickling down our ears
will only emphasize
the great cheer.
Tis the only sound
which we will hear
in the pitch black darkness
as our work is put on display.
The sound of footsteps
marching on the beat
of your panting heart
drowns away
with the applause.
If the lights blind you,
dare to look
at your moves
which have never been so clear.
Oh please, don’t you quit just now.
That hard work you’ve done will make you
forever proud.
For you have worked as hard as many,
while the Studio of Happiness
has never had
quite as much fun.
