The Ballet Mistress
As
I instruct the ballet corps
My eyes stray
Toward the catwalks
far above
I know he may be there
The Opera Ghost
The
managers do not believe me
When I give them the notes
It is not
wise to disobey him
Or gossip
As my daughter does
If I
speak of what I know
I may live in fear forever
So I keep my
silence
And tell the mangers
Only what he wishes them to know