In just a moment,
The cloud grows dark.
The trucks go back,
As the streets turn black.
And the players run fast,
As the rain drips fast,
And later falls fast.
The flood runs past,
As the sun blazes hot.
The streets turn dry,
As the streets come alive.
The players came back,
And the games pick fast.
And there was funfare,
As there was no fear.
Oh what a moment.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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