The finaleThe whole show, stacked in the field that afternoonCrown Brocade Classic and Pyro Pulverizer, two of the cakesOne of the finale cakesSky Thunder and a rack of mortar shellsEverything we were about to lightLaid out across the field at sunset, ready to goThe first shells, just after tenFountains lighting up the smokeA big willow shellThe finale beginsThe finale, the whole sky at onceOne of the last shells of the night
