An hour of fame
I’m standing proudly centre stage,
I grab the microphone.
The love from all those avid fans
rains down on me alone.
I launch into my favourite song,
I belt out the refrain.
The crowds are screaming out for more.
I take the mike again.
I’m really pumped, I raise the pitch,
I give it all I’ve got.
I’ve never known such warm applause,
I’m feeling pretty hot
until my mother calls my name
and interrupts my song:
“Your sister needs the bathroom now.
You’ve been there way too long!”