The Pier

I vividly recall last year
As winter was drawing near
Whilst driving along the pier
In a jolly mood, in good cheer

When all of a sudden it was clear
My wheel would no longer steer
And I was stuck in second gear
In a state of panic and fear

I knocked over a plastic deer
And toppled several crates of beer
Spinning around a carousel I was hitched to the rear
Of a rollercoaster by the tow bar of my wagoneer

I watched a look of disbelief appear 
On the face of the fairground engineer
I must have seemed rather cavalier
A daring, sporting pioneer

Then on a double bend sharp and sheer
I was thrown into the stratosphere
The fairground music grew faint in my ear
As I hovered in the atmosphere

Bobbing in my flying gondolier
I realized I rather like it here….
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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