The Carnival

Glitz and glamour await you,
As the carnival arrives in town,
Munch fairy floss and pluto-pups,
And meet old Bozo the clown.

With coasters to ride and castles to bound,
And magical shows to see,
Face paints, balloons and make-believe,
Or the shooting gallery.

Laugh and cry at pantomimes,
Share giggles with family and friends,
Gawp at the hall of mirrors,
As your image warps and bends.

Stroll across to the striped big top,
To grab the front-row seats,
And watch in awe as acrobats,
Perform death-defying feats.

Marvel at skilful jugglers,
Tossing coloured balls and knives,
Gasp in sheer amazement,
As lion tamers risk their lives.

Gather round the farmyards,
To view animals on parade,
Quench your thirst with cherry soda,
Or home-style lemonade.

Brave the spooky ghost train ride,
Or opt for the merry-go-round,
Speed down the giant slippery-dip,
Or be launched right off the ground.

When the day of fun is over,
And your face is filled with glee,
Look to the night sky and cheer with joy,
At the spectacular fireworks finale.

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Whoa, I didn't expect such a quick influx of impromptu verse; I almost feel left out, but equally delighted that others have joined in with creative gusto.
Wonderful poems too, especially your politically poignant 'Troubled Times', jstro; very effective.

Title: The Secret Door

Drekinn
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"Let words be your palette."