It was a dark and stormy night, on the opening day
Minutes until curtains raise, the light dim the stage
Her lines were implanted in her head, hearts racing
Director pacing cutting loose threads, props placing
The turn out was grand, floor to ceiling to the stands
All the stand-ins were standing, selling teddy grams
Opening acts were stage magic, then chorus singing
Vocals sounded tragic, two misses with baton spinning
A profound hush came over the crowd, the quiet warn
Parents were proud, came to see their child perform
Lights dimmed, final call then the red curtains rose
Her mouth, her tongue, her eyes, all her body froze
Her heart gave a great fight, her death just ain’t right
No has ever died of horror... an extreme case of stage fright