If I Were To...
Note: Last night, I had a dream that I was performing on Americas Got Talent, and I must say, definetly one of my top ten favorite dreams I've ever had, right up there with me winning Masterchef Junior and my family going to Disney World. So I woke up this morning, exhilarated and slightly disapointed, but with a great inspiration for a poem, and here we are.
If I were to Audition for Americas Got
Talent,
I would bring a mallet.
*Looks at mallet*
Never mind.
But I would bring something fuzzy,
So the judges wouldn’t buzz me.
*Waits a few seconds*
Is the fuzz working?
Good.
Now if I were to make it to make it
to the next round,
I would wait for my turn by pacing
around,
Saying some psalms,
Rubbing my palms,
Walking about and generally freaking
out.
But if now I were to be given a
golden buzzer,
*cough, judges that's your cue, cough*
I would process it for a second and
then for another.
And then I will scream,
Kinda like this: EEEEEE!!!!
Because I’ll know it’s not a dream
like it usually is.
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