well I told you it was ending

you got to the fair too late

the rides have been ridden

the concessions are closing up

and the last bunches of the milling crowd

thin out to go their long way home


the show dissembles for leaving

the live stock corralled and put down for their sleep

and the last fairground lights cast the long shadows

of the loitering crowds ambling out through the exit gates

this was the last night

the bull gang strikes the camp and fold the tents


you got to the fair too late

but to watch the trains loading...



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