my arms are pulled in two directions
by boys o'erwhelmed by confections
of spinning chairs and swimming ducks
and barkers crying to try one's luck
I rein them in and note the prices
and look for bluetack under prizes
as round we go once to check the rides
they may pick two I gently chide
but all is new and all exciting
walking is poor in place of riding
they see the faces of the paying guests
and those two boys want nothing less
The Blue Book
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