31 May, 2005

Around and around

ann Smith

Roll up! Roll up!
Come and see
The roundabout that’s my mind.
The thrills, the spills
The beautiful scenes
There are such wonderful things to find.
Around and around!
Around I go
The roundabout never stops.
My mind is too busy,
I’m really dizzy
Please help me I want to get off.
Going around and around
Around I go
The roundabout is never still.
I’m happy, I’m sad,
I’m sane, I’m mad,
But there’s definitely never a thrill.
Roll up! Roll up!
Come and see
The roundabout that’s in my head.
The things I see,
The fear I feel,
They won’t stop until I’m dead…

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