Poem by Clark Macintyre Fairground Life

Poem by Clark Macintyre in his 1st year of high school About Fairground Life People often ask what life like living on the fairground is, All that people, all the lights and all that sound, My life began there when I was very small, Sitting in my pram watching my gran in her roll a ball stall, Every week i would have to go to a new school, All the local children interested in me and thinking my life is ever so cool, They thought my life was easy and I that I had lots of friends, But I always dreaded Read more [...]