![]() The Carnival EnterpriseA Poem by David Lewis PagetI got a job at the Carnival, All the fun of the fair, With its Carousels and its Wishing Wells And The Ferris wheel up there, With a Gyro Tower and a Gravitron You could hear the squeals of glee, As they whirled about, and one fell out, Nothing to do with me! My only job was to strap them in And I went from ride to ride, They told me to familiarise Myself with every side, I loved the whirling Octopus And the Swinging Pirate Ship, But of them all, the Matterhorn Was the one I found most hip. I ended up on the Enterprise At the closing of the night, ‘Just two more rides,’ the man announced, ‘For a journey into fright!’ I strapped them into each Gondola As the twenty patrons paid, And heard their screams as they soared aloft, I could tell they were dismayed. The ride came down with a grinding halt And I went to let them out, But no-one sat in the Gondola’s Then I heard the Barker shout, ‘Last ride, last ride in the Enterprise,’ And the twenty folk got in, I said, ‘What happened to all the rest?’ But he cried, ‘Don’t fuss now, Tim.’ The Enterprise had begun to spin And carry them all aloft, Then disengaged from its base and floated Over a farmer’s croft, The sky was an inky black that night And dotted with glittering stars, And I swear today, I heard him say: ‘They’re heading on up to Mars!’ David Lewis Paget
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