The carnival has left. No more cotton candy, corn dogs, sno-cones.
No more "toss the ring", "shoot the ducks", "are you man or mouse" games.
No more "toss your cookies" rides.
No more watching young kids on their first solo "adult" rides.
No more watching nervous parents watching the kids on their first solo adult rides.
No more watching teenage boys chase the uncatchable.
No more watching the uncatchable play at being catchable.
No more funhouse, rooms of mirrors, barking carnies.
No more carny sounds, carney smells, the hot sun of a summer's day.
'Tis the time of the season.
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