Scream If You Want To Go Faster
When the noise gets louder
and the crowds grow thick,
when the rides spin faster
and end so quick
the shifty
SUPERBOB attendant
gives your change in
precise neatly folded notes
that add up to nine for him,
and seven for you
as the anticipation
of your day gets drowned
by
empty metal buckets, with bouncing wooden balls
by
red plastic rings, that never circle glittering prizes
by
rifles with telescopic sights, that ensure you never
knock the clay pigeon from its perch
by
bingo playing fanatics, waiting on one
by
bubble light darts, that never find their target
by
gigantic football team balloons, that parents always carry
by
the jumbo juicy hot dogs, smothered in fried ketchup onions
by
voices in the air
telling you to
SCREAM
If you want to go faster
Brian Whittingham
When the noise gets louder
and the crowds grow thick,
when the rides spin faster
and end so quick
the shifty
SUPERBOB attendant
gives your change in
precise neatly folded notes
that add up to nine for him,
and seven for you
as the anticipation
of your day gets drowned
by
empty metal buckets, with bouncing wooden balls
by
red plastic rings, that never circle glittering prizes
by
rifles with telescopic sights, that ensure you never
knock the clay pigeon from its perch
by
bingo playing fanatics, waiting on one
by
bubble light darts, that never find their target
by
gigantic football team balloons, that parents always carry
by
the jumbo juicy hot dogs, smothered in fried ketchup onions
by
voices in the air
telling you to
SCREAM
If you want to go faster
Brian Whittingham
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