Michael Peterson

Rookie - 154 Points (Janesville, Wisconsin)

The Fair Is Coming - Poem by Michael Peterson

The trucks with trailers coming one by one
Like a parade thru the town
Some full of animals, a few the rides
Late summer in the air, its that time of year
The gates creaking open, people flowing everywhere
Hard to believe the fair is here, once again
Ride, vendors, arts and crafts going up everywhere
Cows, rabbits, horses, chicken and big hogs going in the barns
Tents, wires, lights, and the stage are popping up
Smell of popcorn, funnel cakes, burgers and brats fill the air
So many displays and vendors selling everything
Rings, glasses, fireplaces to farm equipment
Gates open early, gates closes late
Who will be King and Queen of this year's fair
Judging of the pies and cakes, looking so good
Will grandma's finally win?
Country singers fill the stage each night
From heartbreaks to partying songs, to the roaring crowd's claps
Many miles of walking and running thru the fair
Aching arches, tired babies, moms and dads too
One more ride, please before we go
One more elephant ear to eat, I am so hungry
Playing games to win big prizes
Some have skills, others have luck
Mostly we go home losers
But the rush and the fun is so much
We can't wait to return tomorrow for another day
The fair, we love so much
Only comes once a year
I can't wait till next year
To win the big prize for my little gal

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is for the oldest 4th Fair in the USA. Rock Country 4th Fair

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 2, 2013

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