Horror At the Fair
I was looking up at the ferris wheel
at the fair one hot day in June.
When I heard a screechy noise,
like a violin out of tune.
I saw a seat,high in the air,
start to break loose.
Then I felt a thump on my head
from a rusty old screw.
Standing at the fair,
with a blurry glare ,
watching a body swaying in the air.
They hung on tight,
As i watched with fright,
waiting for a rescue team to arrive there.
They were saved before they took a fall
While i stood staring in awe.
So to all you thrill seekers
please be aware
of the sight that i saw
while at the fair.
03-19-2019
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