The lights led me around,
I started my merry-go-round.
The clown gave a balloon,
He thought I was a loon.
The fairy sold me cake,
My bite was just a fake.
The goblin wanted a spouse,
He gifted me a blouse.
There was no merry-go-round,
Yet, being a loon,
Too late to realise the fake
Transparent blouse.
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