Carnival

[Madrigal]

Mom, can I go on the Ferris wheel?

What about the bumping cars?

Can we go eat our meal?

I guess I?m much too small for the first,

I know my legs are much too short for the rest,

And now it?s back to school for tests.

They?re packing now, the dragon?s tail still up:

The rest is packed, the workers run amuck.

There?s only wrappers on the tiles now,

And the smell of candied apple?s vanished.

It?s all off to wonder country, Neverland,

Off to Shangri La.

With a smile escapes my happiness

No longer can you buy that for us;

The merchants are all gone.