Gwenda, small and pretty,

Dancing non-stop, so witty,

She moves with grace and style,

Her feet just glide for miles.

Her eyes twinkle with delight,

As she spins left and right,

Her body sways with the rhythm,

And the music takes control of them.

The beat is her heartbeat,

As she sweats and feels the heat,

She doesn't tire or falter,

Her dance just gets hotter and hotter.

Gwenda, you're a delight,

Your moves are truly a sight,

A dance floor queen indeed,

Watching you dance, my heart is freed.