Look at them all as they stop and stare.
Wondering what is to come. Look over there!
A shiny thing. New. No more worries, no care.
What is to come is to be. What a humongous faire.
Noises so loud, I can hardly hear a thing.
So many treats to eat. So many prizes to win.
The colours are so bright. Their smiles are so big.
Their hair is so round. That pig is so pink.
Take it all, do, please. I have plenty more to give. What is mine is yours. Please, don't speak.
What a wonderful place I never want to leave.
Leave now.
Who are you?
Please, don't speak.
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James Green
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