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fairground nights
i remember nights at the fairground they said twas the biggest in the land there were booths in every corner sounds of the rolling bands the aisles were full of laughter with sights for all to see just a stones throw away from Upton stretched out by the sea the Ferris wheel was turning the swish-back rides were fun there were crowds of happy children in wonder everyone the stars above were sparkling the bumper rides were joy there were gypsy horses stalled there with traveler's standing by the wall of death was awesome with bikes to catch your eye hear the thuds of the hard balls flying at those coconuts shies this was the traditional fairground some said twas the biggest in the land with darts forever flying goldfish bags to carry in your hand the bearded lady danced there the midgets gave a show close to Poole old backwaters where many breezes blowed Freddie mills he boxed there the Sherwood's were there too with Stanley's and the crutchers bill rogers played the fool Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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