Agnetha's Night
This is supposed to be Agnetha's thoughts during an ABBA concert. Feel free to offer your opinions.
Only ten minutes to show time
I warm up my voice.
Then the crowd gets louder, in a frenzy,
The lights glare in my eyes.
It's time!! Benny goes on stage,
Björn, Frida, now me. I run on,
Throwing my arms up triumphantly.
The crowd cheers my name. Why!?
I'm confused and lost.
Then, the comforting sounds,
The opening bars of the song.
Clutching the microphone,
I find myself belting out
The ever-familiar lyrics.
The night wears on in a noisy blur.
Then the crowd gets quieter; they know
Soon the dream will end.
The last note lingers, and is drowned out in applause.
Will it ever stop?
We leave the stage and suddenly,
It's back to reality.
Dressing rooms, loud people,nosy reporters,
Cameras flashing in my face..
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