I bought a season pass to celebration city,
Paid for it all by myself.
But when I got in,
They informed me that
The roller coaster was closed,
The ferris wheel was inoperable,
And the tunnel of love unemployed.

I just want it to feel good,
To rattle the windows down at the fun house,
To spin the cotton candy high
And get it everywhere.
I want to laugh
With my mouth wide open,
Giggle from the tips of my toenails
To the blondest parts of my hair on end,
With my pupils dilated and nostrils flaring,
And when it's all over, to do it again.

Is that too much to ask?

-jenn