Louise the queen

Louise stepped up in glitter shoes,
Said “Watch me fly, I’ve got nothing to lose,”
Coach said “Stretch!” she said “I might,”
Then accidentally reached a satellite

Hair in a bun, but it came undone,
Mid-air flip at a thousand and one,
Crowd looked up like “Where’d she go?”
She waved back down like “Hi below!”

(Pre-Chorus)
Every jump’s a plot twist scene,
She’s basically a jumping machine,
Shoes squeak once—then off she zooms,
Clearing out entire rooms

(Chorus)
She bounce, bounce, bounce like a superstar,
Louise don’t know where the limits are,
Up so high she waved at Mars,
Left her snack on Jupiter

Bounce, bounce, never touch the ground,
Breaking every rule she found,
Ref said “Ma’am…” she said “Too late,”
“I just did a flip through a different state!”

(Verse 2)
Tried to count her flips one day,
Got to ten then lost my way,
She did spins with extra flair,
Somewhere between earth and air

Birds got jealous, formed a crew,
Tried to copy—none got through,
Pilot blinked and missed her glide,
Louise just bounced past his ride ✈️

(Pre-Chorus)
Up again like “Here I go!”
Clouds are now her front row,
Gravity’s like “Please just stop,”
Louise said “Nope!” and did a hop

(Chorus)
She bounce, bounce, bounce like a meteor,
Even ceilings can’t ignore,
Boing so loud it shook the floor,
Then she bounced a little more

Bounce, bounce, crowd goes wild,
Every jump a freestyle style,
Judge said “10!” then fainted quick,
Louise did a bonus flip for kicks

(Bridge)
Lost her keys at altitude,
Somewhere near a passing dude,
Satellite now calls her “friend,”
She visits on the weekend

Weather forecast: chance of Lou,
Flying past at half past two,
If you blink, you’ll miss the view—
There she goes like “WHEEEE, adieu!”

(Final Chorus)
She bounce, bounce, queen of air,
Zero limits, zero care,
If you look up—she’s already there,
Doing cartwheels in the stratosphere

Bounce, bounce, legend confirmed,
Every law of physics burned,
Louise laughed, took a spin—
“Best job ever—let’s go again!”

(Outro)
So if your ceiling starts to shake,
Don’t panic, it’s no earthquake,
It’s just Louise on her daily route—
Bouncing in… then bouncing out 🌀

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