Travelling Folke

The Fairground

by Lesley Mellor

Around and around the carousel twirls
and the children laugh as their ponies
ride up and down, up and down
with pretty lights twinkling and hurdy-gurdy music playing.

High up above the screams can be heard
as the Big Dipper rides up to the sky.
Some children are scared and hold tight to their dads,
as their friends cheer on as their chairs reach the ground.

A man with a microphone
calls “roll up, roll up, try your luck”.
One boy throws a ball right into a clown’s mouth
and wins a cricket bat, how happy he is!

The smell of hot dogs, candy floss and toffee apples
waft through the air.
They all taste so good
and the sticky-faced children want more.

Gradually the lights of the fairground begin to dim,
the fair is closing.
People slowly make their way home,
knowing that next year the fun will happen all over again.