I had the most exciting day! rather than telling you what happened, I came up with this riddle. I'll give credit to the person who figures out the pop culture answer the riddle is asking for, and to the person who can figure out what made my day so exiting.
Bright red lips and cheeks to match,
I hope the audience thinks I'm a catch!
My hair is coiled in a tight bun,
even though this was all just for fun.
Hair and dress are all perfectly planed,
from the very begining till we bow hand in hand.
I look around familiar friends,
and hope that this day never ends.
We suck in our gut and put on a smile,
hoping the audience loves us all the while.
We do our thing, there is a long pause,
then suddenly everyone breaks into applause!
They think that it's over, but we rush off the stage,
because we have to do a quick change.
So quick, in fact, that while they're still claping,
we're back on stage in a whole new wrapping.
this goes on for some time, and after a while,
they all figure out we need them to smile.
But when we think it's all over and done,
they anounce that I'm number one!
They reach for my head, now a crown rests on top
the answer to my riddle is from the culture of pop.
Note: the order of events in real life is not the same as in the poem, but I put it in that order for a reason.
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I had the most exciting day! rather than telling you what happened, I came up with this riddle. I'll give credit to the person who figures out the pop culture answer the riddle is asking for, and to the person who can figure out what made my day so exiting.
Bright red lips and cheeks to match,
I hope the audience thinks I'm a catch!
My hair is coiled in a tight bun,
even though this was all just for fun.
Hair and dress are all perfectly planed,
from the very begining till we bow hand in hand.
I look around familiar friends,
and hope that this day never ends.
We suck in our gut and put on a smile,
hoping the audience loves us all the while.
We do our thing, there is a long pause,
then suddenly everyone breaks into applause!
They think that it's over, but we rush off the stage,
because we have to do a quick change.
So quick, in fact, that while they're still claping,
we're back on stage in a whole new wrapping.
this goes on for some time, and after a while,
they all figure out we need them to smile.
But when we think it's all over and done,
they anounce that I'm number one!
They reach for my head, now a crown rests on top
the answer to my riddle is from the culture of pop.
Note: the order of events in real life is not the same as in the poem, but I put it in that order for a reason.
And yes I'm still wearing the crown!
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