Moomba Magic

Bumpty bump barrr bump barrr bump barbar,
Bumpty bump t bump t bump,
Bumpty bump t bump t bump, 

A shiny brass band singing a song, marching girls - batons twirling along, children waving & laughing with glee! Happiness swirling on a warm autumn breeze.

The Moomba festival parade has begun ... 

Rrrrrrrrr ratatat, boom, rrrrrrrr ratatat, boom, look to the right & look to the left, rrrrratatat tat, rrrratatat tat, precision creases, precision steps & precision rrrrratatat tat, rrrratatat tat, rrrrrrrratatat tat, boom!

A  float full of ghosts waving with cheer & not fear, 
A ferocious jungle roaring & applauding, 
Ye old pirate ship pirating & marauding! Nothing makes sense - it's wonderful ...

The Moomba festival parade is passing ...

Tickita tink, tink, tink, ting, stttrrrum.
Tickita tink, tink, tink, ting, stttrrrum.
Tickita tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, tink, ting!

Carnivale feathers dancing & swaying, Hiphop, tap, swing, & jazz ballet playing. Theres tribal & ballroom, the new & the old. There's bollywood & fire breathing dragons with stories untold....

The Moomba festival parade is comming to an end....

A parade with no rhym or reason or definitive theme, a set random structure where things are not what they seem. There's no serious concerns or messages found, just a festival where laughter & happiness abound!

Happy Moomba Melbourne!