Franny At the Fair

Franny rode a ferris-wheel,
Franny rode a horse,
When she ate a hot dog
She always dripped the sauce.

Franny rode the ghost-train,
Franny rode the dipper,
When she drank her flavoured ice
She was a noisy sipper.

Franny rode the dodgems,
Franny rode the tractor,
When she ate her fairy floss
It looked like it had attacked her.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Williams Avatar
October 6, 2015 at 2:18 AM
Thanks for having a read Mark----yes you're right, it just sticks to your face----kind regards-----John
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October 6, 2015 at 2:05 AM
Made me laugh, got to be careful of that nasty sticky floss!
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