T'was the night before Oscar and all through the press,
Every entry was X-rayed for signs of distress.
The critics have listed their picks for the prizes
Dimming our hopes for any surprises.
Unless, of course, a long shot comes in
Leaving some critics with looks of chagrin
To the casual viewer watching at home
As Hollywood revels in bubbles and foam
Glittering and gleaming and holding back tears
While bravely facing down terrors and fears
We chuckle and wonder at this annual display
Of awards and thank you's beamed far away
The show must go on ..and on.. and on
Sometimes it goes on almost till dawn
Or just seems that way
To those who can't stay
Awake long enough to see the end.
We'll read or hear about it soon enough
With all the other fluff and stuff.
No doubt it will be a glorious sight
And to all who participate a pleasant good night.
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