A Summer Fete
The children’s pet show, hoop la, bowls,
With happy laughter in the air,
The stalls of homemade jams and cakes,
And smells of hotdogs everywhere.
The Morris dancers with their bells,
A beer tent full of merry sounds,
The raffles, prizes, vicar’s speech,
Collection box that does the rounds.
Ah, such a lovely summer’s day -
Until, of course, the rain stops play!
For Lisa's Fair contest
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