Random Transmission from the Ferris Wheel
January 19th 2008 03:12
Step right up for the Ultimate Ride. They say when you get off; you’ll never find your way home. Watch out for the puddle at the back of the Fair, if you step in it, you may fall through; we have lost many a passerby that way. Fairy bread and balloons, bearded ladies and muscle men, this is the land where caravans settle and home fires glow on old faces. I can hear the dolls sighing from the back of the painted wagon. The bleeding hearts are indulging in pity cakes and performing dramas on the parade of I; swan songs and necking euphemisms are the new black. It’s enough to make a girl want to throw mud pies and tell them it’s time to applaud now. Take their big bag of books off them and pitch them to the lions. It’s a freak show of fine fuddling flair.
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