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State Fair

Summer sky sparkles under huge bursts of light Spiraling rockets and rainbows of color delight Kiddie rides and merry-go-rounds spinning around While roller coasters lift one high off the ground Vendors sell hotdogs and pink cotton candy galore Even if you win a prize, you come back for more The midway is lively with strange, exotic shows Sporty guys have their gals, and the gals their beaus Warm breezes waft through the open-air cantina A wandering stilt walker plays a squeaky concertina The dads will gain bragging rights ringing the bell A barker guesses mom’s weight, but she’ll never tell Then, too soon the fun was over, tents folded up All I brought home was a tiny, plastic loving cup!
written February 25, 2022

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Date: 2/26/2022 7:23:00 PM
-- And the animal-judging shunted to the back of the fairgrounds these days. You've described the scene well, Milt. It's exactly what I've seen. :) gw
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Date: 2/26/2022 7:31:00 PM
Strange you should mention that, gw, because that's where we farm boys always headed when we first arrived...to the sheep and cattle barns. The midway was for after dark, where we could engage in all kinds of misadventures!

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