Ath The Fair

I searched everywhere
Where to lustily laugh
Find the joy buffoon
Push, press for it to bring fantasy
The comic reflection of sugar cane
In all its glorious rainbow colors
On a merry-go-round ‘til your head spins
You fall off, laughing
Roll on the ground with your best friend
Drink a cold fruit juice
Lick the ice cream cone
All in the span of one hour
The whirl, the cone, the wind
All so refreshingly good.

After all, often I find the funny bone buffoon
Friends, games, tasty tongue-licking
Happy to relive
All tastes and sensations heartily

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