We're the number one street dance crew; <br />We’re doing what we were born to do. <br />We strive to reach the highest heights. <br />What we do is explosive: like dynamite. <br />There ain't no room for any indecision; <br />All our moves need spot-on precision. <br />This way and that, we twist and turn. <br />The floor, we set on fire, and we burn. <br />We need to keep our routines tight; <br />Each move needs to be exactly right. <br />We spin cartwheels across the floor, <br />Leaving the crowds, calling for more. <br />We spin on our heads, and on our backs. <br />We're aiming real high: for the very max. <br />Strutting, tutting, and doing scissor kicks, <br />Our routines are a total dance fusion mix. <br />Techno, ballet, tap, urban, folk and jazz - <br />Moves from all these genres, add pizzazz. <br />We’re hip-hopping and body-popping. <br />Jiggin', jerkin', bouncing and bopping. <br />Waving, turfing, floating, strobbing, snaking: <br />Add to new routines, which are in the making. <br />We need to keep the energy high. <br />Their very best, everyone will try. <br />Dedication, is the name of the game. <br />Dressed in our gear, we're all the same. <br />We're bustin' all our coolest moves, <br />To the very latest happenin' grooves. <br />When we hear the very first beat, <br />We can't help, but move our feet. <br />You'll find us, most nights, gettin' down, <br />To the coolest sounds and vibes around. <br />The club is alive, and the beat is thumping. <br />All around us, the crews are krumping. <br />On the dance floor, we glide and slide. <br />In our every move, we show our pride. <br />Through our dance, ourselves we express. <br />We're hopin' that our moves, will impress. <br />Our feet, upon the floor, we do stomp. <br />We need to win our next dance comp. <br />When it comes to our next big test, <br />We won't be happy, till we're the best.<br /><br />Angela Wybrow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/street-dancing/
