the fair…

you goin’ out to the fair…

nope…

what’s wrong…

just don’t feel like goin’…

why’s that…

you ask a lot of questions…just full of curiosity aren’t ya…like some kid askin’ his dad this and that…always wantin’ somethin’…now it’s that damn fair…what…ya wanna ride the Ferris wheel…a horse on the carousel…twirl on the tilta-whirl…

just askin’…

well don’t…been years since I’ve gone to that fiasco…used to take my girl to it…years ago…I’d win her prizes…she’d give me kisses…walk ’round with a big ol stuffed teddy bear…clutchin’ it like there’s no tomorrow…

how’d ya win it…

shootin’ at these plastic ducks swimmin’ on a conveyer belt…and they had this silly music they’d play as the ducks went by…some kinda pipe organ music…hit one and bells and whistles went off…she’d get all excited…

play any other games…

toss the ball in a bottle…little golf size balls you’d throw in these empty milk bottles…there’s a skill involved…I’d win her a prize there too…bunch of helium balloons…with hearts and arrows on ’em…

you don’t wanna go…

naw…you go…I’m just gonna stay here and think ’bout things…

like what…

the way things used to be…just the way things used to be…

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