Written for: Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #87: "Let's Go To The Fair" (posted by Rommy) "For today’s prompt I want you to write about one (or more) things you might find at a fair and write about that. Possibilities include (but are not limited to) cotton candy, Ferris wheels, ring toss, merry-go-rounds, corn dogs, and roller coasters." It was a county fair without any scary bears, though pigs did race, and chickens paced. In stalls, handsome horses; in pens a goats' chorus. Quilts were blue ribbon, not for sale or quibblin'. Fried, fried, fried, Oreos, pickles–that's no lie. I spotted my corn dogs for which I longed. Soft custard stands, for pistachio I ran. Look at all those high rides. They churn up my insides. Children drip ice cream cones, teenagers stay on phones. Fun for all, this county fair, Oh how I wish you were there. https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/
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Nice imagery. Those fairs can make people so very happy
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Thanks, Larry!
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Nice to let our hair down and have fun – whether at the fair or writing about it.
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Yes. Thanks, Rosemary!
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I wish I was there too! Delightful piece!
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Thanks, Eugi!
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Most welcome!
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I’ve still never tried a fried Oreo yet. My kids tell me they are pretty good.
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I just couldn’t do it!
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All the right things to see and do here, Sara. Ever since the started I have wanted to see a pig race but that just didn’t ever work out. Someday.
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It’s really fun to watch! Thanks, Jim.
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What a delightful poem! It really captures the feeling of the county fair.
I’ll admit that I love me some deep-fried stuff, but I draw the line at a deep-fried stick of butter. That’s a little too rich even for my cast-iron stomach.
Yes, I have encountered such a beast.
Cie AKA Ornery Owl
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I could do with never hearing about fried butter again! Thanks, Cie.
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