Merry-Go-Round Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Oh how yesterdays carosel still makes me swoon
Dizzying attitudes surround the brass ring
Contrary lessons in the music once played
Up and down-round and round-the circles they sing;
But i walked right back into the middle
Of the carnival of life i had left far behind
Circuitous-ceramic ponies-gold embellished
Flavored with a new kind of rhyme;
The Betty's of those days gone by
Have reinvented their carnie names
Now we have Patricia's and Beverly's
Still ever hungry for the inheritance game;
Oh the carosel-still makes me dizzy
But i am no ambassador to its thrill
Legal mumbo jumbo cannot hold a candle
To the strength of my die hard will;
I am not casting aspersions you know
You chose to run the carosel again in the rain
Ring around the posey was supposed to be fun
But what it has brought are torrents of pain;
So players of the carnival-old and new
Lovers of the long sought brass ring
There is: no over the rainbow for you-
Because this Big Bird has learned how to sing! ;