Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Da!

Last night, I dreamed.
I was there at that game.
The one where thirty thousand fans
Got swept up by tumultuous events.
I became part of “The First Wave”.
It’s beginning was but a dot.
Below, I saw one person rise above the crowd.
Full of enthusiasm he shouted,
“Let’s stand and raise our hands.
This is glory — show the world our joy”.
Spontaneously, his neighbors stood and cheered.
But, that first ripple died,
The concept lay still-born in Section Thirty-eight.
An uplifted crowd returned seats
For more sedulous contemplation.
But the emotional spark remained.
The initial instigator saw a vision.
He craved full stadium involvement.
So he thought and prepared the people
In Sections Thirty-eight and -seven.
And prepared the ripe moment for Trial Two.

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