It’s a very special night for many. It’s Eurovision!
A Eurovision party, what a sight to behold
Flags from all nations, a colorful unfold
Dancing with cutouts of hosts, oh what fun
Sir Terry, Graham, Richie, all rolled into one
The beats are pounding, the music’s alive
From Ukraine to Portugal, we all strive
To sing along and dance with glee
A night of joy and revelry
In between the songs, we cast our votes
Who’ll win the coveted Eurovision notes?
The excitement builds with every score
As we cheer on the ones we adore
The costumes, the pyrotechnics, the drama
The Eurovision party’s got it all, ma!
And as the night draws to a close
We leave with memories nobody knows
Of dancing with cardboard cutouts, so surreal
Of singing and laughing with such zeal
The Eurovision party, oh what a blast
A night of magic that will forever last.
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