The Christmas City of the North Parade went off without a hitch tonight.
Jena Pike recounts all the action.
T'was the night of the parade and all through the street, Every person was waiting, but not always quiet and discreet.
The lights were hung on the posts with care, shining on dancers throwing batons in the air.
The anchors were snug all warm in their tents, while floats passed by kids, ladies and gents.
With Barbara and Michelle in their earmuffs and Kevin in his cap, they discussed marching bands from all over the map
And all around town there arose such a clatter, children lined the street to watch the matter
The gingerbread bus passed by in flash,
With windows down they waved from the dash
With the moon and in crescent and still yet no snow,
Firefighters handed out objects to children below.
And at the end of all the excitement what should appear,
But a jolly old man we all hold so dear.