Though you may not know the story of The Greatest Living Show, what I tell is more than true… Once upon a starlit night; If and when the moon is grand and blue: Find a forest east of yonder – now this you have to do... Trek barefooted through one trail of clovers, snails and snakes - then close your eyes to leap across the muddy, misty lake; Forth, and further you must go, coming home to see his show... Beyond sway curtains to and fro, neither a beginning nor an ending. – To be forever bathed below this kaleidoscopic scending... Sumptuous stalls scattered all along - fit for tricks and light; A thousand pavilions stand so tall and ever-blindingly bright. Come one, come all; behold these hauls and tabletop affairs. – Getting drunk on tonight’s most spectacular delights... Yearning crowds culled athwart the court – One's paradise or vice: Those returning, damned and lost. ~ He awaits you here.