Under the electric starfish, my town celebrates First Night, filling the streets up:
with thousands of people, and lights, including the moon,
with glowing mohawks,
and very tall puppets,
things that twirl
bikes that glow,
very tall trees,
and extra large poetry.
Then, at midnight, we drop the car. (it's real)
and the sky explodes-
They shoot ping pong balls out of cannons,
and the year begins again.
Hope you had a Happy New Year, Everyone!