WELL DONE! Poetry COUNTY FAIR 1962 by Beverly Fisher

Staggering through moldy stables 

In 100-degree heat to gawk 

At an infinity of monstrous cucumbers, acrobatic

squash, Various deformed vegetables and miserable

livestock Unaware of their blue-ribbon glory.

 

Well-worn bleached blondes in two-sizes-too-small

Laura Petrie capri pants 

Luring men into a dark tent with hoochie coochie come-hithers, and

Unshaven, toothless men taking  

Precious quarters for rigged shooting galleries, 

Over-rated freaks, gagging cotton candy, shaky spook houses, and

Repetitious rides delivering regurgitating fun. 

Daddy, can we go again?