The Nightmarket

Come to a place Where the lights stay on Till the sun breaks through The moon's blinding glow Lanterns are floating Crowds are a flock As stalls start opening All the chattering stops A woman soon appears In a cloud of smoke With her wrists covered in gold bangles And her dancing so slow Capturing the hearts of the men And to the women the opposite As she welcomes everyone To the grand nightmarket You could buy a ruby ring Or spices from distant lands But it all depends on How much money is in your hands Sample a sweet or two Have your picture painted Maybe you like fine art Or are interested in pottery Buy a dress or a scarf There are so many too choose Plenty of styles and all sizes For everyone to use Smells waft through the air As children run about Scattering like ants from their hill Or a small frightened mouse The entertainers are here With their traveling shows They have come from far off With their songs and woes Flowers hanging from banners Leaves curled to make goods Jams canned with love While ribbon is sold by the foot The Nightmarket is an experience That you may choose to have We open at mightnight So you may visit without plans We are waiting for you All of you newcomers You will be treated well As royalty is done Everyone is welcome Whether old or young So take a detour off your path And come join in the fun