Parades prepared for pleasure and pageantry.
Phalanx of performers pound the pavement;
percussion sets the pace; piccolos lead.
Princes and princesses pass by on floats;
painted clowns pantomime, making kids smile
Patient pedestrians peddle their wares while
policemen patrol the streets for problems.
Patrons and parents pack the parking spots
peeling their eyes for a parader they know.
Politicians pitch peppermints and promises.
Parades leave us pleased but played-out.
written March 27, 2018
contest: Silent One's, Alliteration