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     EVENING SHOWS

Watch! The vast apple by a sword 
Is cut, but wait, is it devoured 
By a monster?  Nay, the hot sun 
Goes for a dip in the ocean! 
And, there shoot the incandescent 
Plumes out from the sinking crescent! 

Note how the scarlet carpet shines! 
Riped tomatoes dug from gold mines 
Smashed and smeared, some made smooth paste 
And served on stratus slices!  Taste! 
Behold the transparent horses 
Trotting in a field of roses! 

Now march the dainty Bantu girls 
Balancing buckets full of pearls! 
And there, trumpeting elephants, 
Dancing whales and drumming serpents! 
See here, some dig the dark deeply, 
Graduate and gather neatly! 

And thus bids the Lady farewell 
To her Lord, and rests for a spell. 
Scenes, scintillating, are over; 
He that has missed is but a loafer; 
For these movies may morrow change. 
This is a theatre so strange! 

This is a stage where we can see 
What our minds long for and fancy: 
Picasso's art exhibition, 
Shakespeare's plays on television, 
Kambar's poetic intellect, 
Anything - what our minds project! 

These evening shows do captivate, 
Cleanse, stimulate and cultivate 
The mind, presenting purity 
And ecstatic longevity! - 
An antidote for all worries 
Wrought up by man's quaint queries. 

Spectacular entertainments 
Nature to one and all presents 
Daily, free, varied and unique 
In theme and production technique. 
Grand panoramic pantomime! 
But to enjoy, man has no time!