A profusion of vehicles are maneuvering to park,
Bringing food, cheer and surprises to the masses.
Colorful stands, wagons and rides add that spark.
Vendors struggle to get situated by dark,
Hungry crowds are moving like molasses;
A profusion of vehicles are maneuvering to park.
Soon the crowds cheer, babies cry, dogs bark,
They marvel at the horses, sheep and even asses;
Colorful stands, wagons and rides add that spark.
Folks try the midway rides and games on a lark,
Tour horticulture building to see flowers and grasses;
A profusion of vehicles are maneuvering to park.
Bouncing between attractions like a wayward quark,
So much to see, where do they issue gate passes?
Colorful stands, wagons and rides add that spark.
The butter sculptors have outdone themselves, I remark.
All this food is producing unpleasant bodily gasses!
A profusion of vehicles are maneuvering to park,
Colorful stands, wagons and rides add that spark!
End of the poem
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- Владимир Высоцкий – На острове необитаемом
- Thoughts Religious Content
- Images by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Dreadful by Shel Silverstein
- Michael Robartes And The Dancer by William Butler Yeats
- For Birds by Nithin Purple
- Teacher
- Олег Григорьев – Как бумажный пароходик
- High Windows by Philip Larkin
- A Melody By Scarlatti poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Владимир Корнилов – Ворон
- Woodchucks by Maxine Kumin
- Love is Immortal poem – Amy Haritha Suseel poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Корнилов – Звезды
- Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
