There was this tiny amusement park of sorts that we visited a few times when I was very young. Where exactly it was, I cannot recall. I remember there was a tuffet that one could sit upon like Miss Muffet, and that sitting would cause a large spider with a painted face, a top hat, and an insufficient number of legs to descend nearby. There was even a flying shoe ride -- which I do not remember, but which was captured in a few photographs. It was humble but enjoyable family fun.
Poetry Thursday, Remembering Ben
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