But now the show has started, and all I do is wait.
They save the best for last, so I'll just anticipate my fate.
It's finally time to annouce the winner, to say my pretty name.
The famous actor from the lastest flick is ready to exclaim.
I blush a lot and look so shocked; it was me who he had called!
I rise and make my way to stage, trying not to fall.
I say I haven't prepared a speech, but I've got one in my head.
And they best not play the music or those producers will be dead.
"Oh, I can't believe I've won it! I didn't think I would!
I'd like to thank two-hundred-forty people, if I could."
I fake tears and clutch my trophy; another sob for good measure.
I walk the wrong way off the stage grasping my golden treasure.
They all clap half-heartedly and finally it's done.
Unfortunately, by next year, they won't remember who has won.
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