Around the carousel,
horses carrying the Belle
The smell of candyfloss,
what a spell,
melting in mouths,
teeth covered,
don't tell
Crunch crunch,
toffee apple as well
Broken tooth
what the hell,
seeing the dentist
Time will tell
Roll Big Wheel,
carry the Belle
Help me,
going to be sick as well,
no chance let's just fly,
please look up see the sky
Feet on the ground,
certainly time to say goodbye
Coming back next year,
no stopping me, just try.

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney