Little Nancy Fancypants,
All she liked to do was dance.
She couldn’t crawl, she couldn’t walk,
She never even learned to talk
She danced at school, she danced at home,
She even danced in Spain and Rome.
And people said that one day soon
She’d probably dance up on the moon.
Then late one June, or early May,
One winter night or summer day,
While doing an unusual dance
Poor Nancy lost her underpants.
Poor Nancy couldn’t crawl or walk
Poor Nancy couldn’t even talk.
Before her dance was even done
Poor Nancy learned that she could run!