From John Goodall

Poem written by John Herriott, Performance Director Red Unit, 1977 RBBB, (written on the circus train) For children of all ages down thru the years. A century and more of laughter and of cheers. From a very humble beginning in a village town square. To eminence and parlance in the entertainment sphere. It brings that magic of joy all throughout the land. Wherever it may stop, by the people's command What is this giant of thrill and laughter? That leaves fond memories forever after. Its elephants and clowns and acrobats feat. The man on the flying trapeze a treat. The brass of the band, the ringmaster so neat, The beautiful horses with their thundering feet. And the few hours spent in happiness complete. But its work is not easy. It fights for its life. Its history is clouded with many moments of strife. Thru fire and flood, and famine and war. It has never been stopped by these challenges and more. It moves across the land. A giant caterpillar on rails. No boundaries can contain it along its many trails. All cities it has visited for more than a century. Some more remembered. whatever the reason may be. Each city has a tale to tell about the circus. Some good, some bad, and some that could even hurt us. But the people who command it and are familiar with its worth. Have always insisted that it be, The Greatest Show On Earth. So appearing in your city each day twice daily, Its Ringling Bros. & Barnum and Bailey. John Herriott UPDATED VERSION: An "Incredible" treat for each living soul, So let's all hear it for Ken & Nicole! Buckles