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Carousel
Music
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The
merry
go
round,
around,
slow
down,
Wide
mouths
turn
this
way
and
that.
The
Ferris
wheel
high
in
the
sky,
Donuts-hotdogs,
Oh,
Templeton
is
fat.
Lovely
ladies
catwalk
the
stage
Horses
canter
on
for
cheers
Greasy
pigs
race
from
a
cage
Through
long
legs,
a
waif
appears.
Megaphones
call
With
musical
drums,
Come
buy
our
wares,
Come,
for
the
fun,
Enticed
to
clamber
for
the
prize,
The
surging
throng
is
on
the
run.
A
blowing
in
the
wind,
A
buzzing
in
the
air,
A
pulsating
passion
A
searching
at
the
fair.
Is
there
something
to
be
found,
Or
one
place
to
go,
A
quest
beyond
today
So
that
we
can
know.
This
carnival
we
play
in.
Pulled
along
within.
Time
spinning
way
too
fast
Can
we
ever
stop
the
thing.
Oh
this
restlessness
around
us,
Rushing
to
and
fro,
Can't
someone
slow
it
down
Stem
the
raging
flow.
Oh,
how
glad
I
am
That
my
Father
caught
me
In
the
merry
round
below.
All
my
searching's
over,
For
He
gifted
me
the
key.
.
Honey
from
the
rock,
Renews
the
inner
me.
The
carousel
still
turns,
I
ride
it
now
for
free
He
lifts
me
up
so
high,
Oh
the
wonders
that
I
see,
How
I
love
it
turning
slower,
tinkling
bells
delightful
notes,
play
the
sweetest
tune,
Of
the
song
that's
never
over.
Soft
Whispers
from
Derry's
Heart
Poems
©
2003
used
with
permission
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
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