This is not the End

No, this is not the end.
The end will be glorious,
A riot of colors and frill.
With pink champagne to toast,
We'll celebrate till dawn.
Then, stagger home in the morning,
Kissing everyone on the road.
Gates will be bypassed,
Because we'll jump the walls.
There will be masks and make-up.
Also perhaps, a clown.
There will be fireworks, for sure, 
Oh Yes! And the customary countdown.
There will be shimmer and skin.
And flashbulbs on the red carpet.
Everyone will want to shake our hands,
And the band will play only our melodies.
No, this is definitely not the end.
Because the end would be grand.