I want to go back one more time to the fair There’s so much to do and to see All of my friends are going to be there And the girl at the jewelry booth was talking to me
The fair is magnificent, totally grand With ice cream booths under blazing blue skies There’s Mackinak fudge, and the lemonade stand And the jewelry booth girl with the beautiful eyes
To see the whole fair takes no less than two days And you can’t miss the side show, as long as you’re there And all of the crafts done in so many ways And the girl at the booth, with her long flowing hair
I haven’t spent enough time at the fair I still haven’t seen sister’s blue-ribbon key lime And the girl at the jewelry booth might be there And I wanted to ask her if she would be mine
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
Written after a gig at the local county fairgrounds, I had met a very nice woman who worked at a jewelry booth.