there's something splendidly naff about an english carnival
those smiling children in costumes plucked from the dressing up trunk
and the town crier ringing his bell - crying 'god save the queen'
boxes with holes cut for the head and for the arms
on which are sketched big ben or books or playing cards
the brass band - marching to the beat of the big bass drum -
playing colonel bogey and dambusters always a little off key
cake stalls and the ubiquitous tombola
with yellow tickets for sweets and pink for adults
the star prize always a bottle of whiskey
yes there is something marvelously naff about an english carnival
which makes them so special
The Blue Book
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