The lovely malady, MAD Missy,
Was enchanted by a melody sweet,
Her spirit soared, her heart in flight,
As notes danced around her, pure delight.
With eyes closed tight, she swayed with grace,
Each beat a whisper, a warm embrace.
In twirls and leaps, she lost track of time,
In a world of music, she felt so divine.
So let the melody linger and play,
For in every sway, her heart finds its way,
As long as the music calls her name,
MAD Missy shines, forever aflame.
M.A.D. Works 