I smile at the interviewer. I turn to the audience, and begin clicking my shoes, and tapping the floor at a steady beat. As I tap, a metallic beat, one that you might find in a video game. As I go faster, the song gets louder, and you can hear the words, a continuous poem that repeats itself to the music.
See me at the Hunger Games.
There, I just might win some fame.
Must be careful, Must be slick
If I want several golden bricks!
As I stop dancing, the last word in the chant slurs at the last click of my heals. I bow towards the audience as a roar of applause comes my wat.
"Thank you, thank you!"
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