After school she steps in clean, Crotchet moves like a little queen. Tiny frame but a steady glow, Leading softly where rhythms go. Crotchet shines in every scene, Three Notes, One Dream — she keeps it clean. Her gentle spark, her steady beat, Makes their practice feel complete. Minim drifts with a mellow sway, Warm as sunlight on a quiet day. Soft steps falling like floating air, She brings calm everywhere. Minim glows like morning steam, Holding tight to Three Notes, One Dream. Her easy pace, her gentle style, Keeps the team at peace awhile. Quaver jumps in fast and bright, Heart already ahead of the night. Skipping counts but full of cheer, Her energy pulls everyone near. Quaver races like a beam, Laughing through Three Notes, One Dream. Her rushing spark, her playful shout, Lifts the team and pushes doubt out. Three little rhythms blend as one, Different colors, same warm sun. Crotchet’s lead, Minim’s breeze, Quaver’s spark that dances free. Together now they chase the theme, Holding tight to Three Notes, One Dream. Hand in hand they reach the stage, Three small hearts on a bigger page.
