Fairground

by Zuzanna Kostrzewa aged 9

Fairground smells like lots of ice cream out of snowy lands,
And lots of stinky petrol on the grassy wonderland.
Fairground tastes like cotton candy made out of soft clouds.
Hot dogs and frizzy drink, I like them a lot.
At the Fairground feels like sweating hands with only 10 pounds.
Fairground sounds like lots of people laughing or crying.

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