At the faire we greased our friendships:
Powdered sugar clinging to us like coats.
The lights circled like halos,
We danced into the night.
Yes, we do have a county faire in our little semi-rural area. Yes, I nearly bought a duckling (or two; they were on sale!). Yes, funnel cake is probably the tastiest poison ever invented. All in all, it was good fun.
