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Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Fried green beens
Whirl of the machines
Flashing lights
Squeals of delight
Games to win prizes
Drinks in all sizes
Pig and cow judging
Old friends hugging
Bands in the grandstand
Fried pickles at foodstand
Gator bites and gyros
Rides tossing to and fro
Cotton candy
Salt water taffy
Beer tents
Free events
Pies, canning and art
Contest to take part
Many concessionaire
Great old fashion state fair
I remember when the circus first came to town,
The village people eagerly came to see from all around.
Every wild animal on wheels was caged in tow, followed by colorful clad characters on foot sure to give a spectacular show.
I remember when I first entered beneath the great big tent and caught the grand act of the peculiar pink elephant.
Get Your Peanuts, Popcorn, and Hot Dogs Here!  The Concessionaire yells in a hearty cheer.

The taste of cotton candy, the sounds, smells and the sights,
Above me a man balances on a tight rope from a view of an incredible height.
For the kids, clowns twist and shaped balloons in all odd kind of forms,
And stuffed themselves in a tiny car with a toot, toot of a funny sounding horn.
The feathered ladies on horseback perform daring acrobatic stunts, as in place the horses prance and dance in a parade of extraordinary pomp.
All eyes are on the lion tamer in his tails and fancy top hat twirling a chair and cracking a whip at the growl of the big man eating cat.
Tigers jumped through flaming hoops, as human cannonballs towards  the sky their bodies shoot.
Little doggies do flips for their treats as acrobats fly through the air performing death defying feats,
Or what could be more delightful to see than a bear riding a unicycle or perhaps even three?

Finally, comes the grand finale, then soon it is time to go home, the tents have been folded the rides have been loaded the performers and the animals have all gone.
On their parents strong shoulder kids are carried off in their sleep with sweet dreams of, fun rides and toy prizes, and candy apple treats.
Ferris wheels and merry go rounds, the bearded fat lady weighing a hundred pounds.
I remember a ******* a wire, the boy that spits fire a man with his head in the jaws of a tiger.
Reminiscing of the time when the circus first came to town
And the village people eagerly came to see from all around.
I spent the summer at the ball park
I went down there every day
I was there more than most players
But, I never saw them play

The reason I was down there
Is one you need to hear
I was in  love with a concessionaire
I loved the girl who sold the beer

She'd sell her beer and peanuts
While they were playing 'tween the lines
They were taking batting practice
I was just there killing time

The team won eighty games that year
And I was there for half
I never went out on the road
But, I never saw one, there's the laugh

I'd stand off till the lines died down
Then she'd come back from the stands
While they were filling up her tray
We'd talk and just hold hands

It didn't go much further though
She was heading off to school
She was off to Minnesota
Where minus 20 was called cool

I got my tickets for next season
And next summer'll be the same
Unless my beer girl stays away
Then I'll have to watch the game

I spent the summer at the ball park
I went down there every day
I was there more than most players
But, I never saw them play

The reason I was down there
Is one you need to hear
I was in  love with a concessionaire
I loved the girl who sold the beer

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