Ode to a Carnie

[irishmick79]

I found this off of another message board, with no claim to authorship. Thought it was entertaining....

The Carnie is a clever man.
A toothless man.
Yet his stench is what defines him.

He dupes you into playing games
A trail of stink behind him.

Your chance of winning, next to none
He takes your money, oh what fun.
The race is on, I squirt the gun,
My horse was close, he nearly won.

The Carnie lights another smoke
A Camel Light, and takes a toke.

He grins and promises stars and moon.
But you can't win this game, buffoon.

The games are rigged.
They told me this.
But I'm convinced.
And now I'm pist.

I can break that bottle, with that ball
It cannot be that hard at all.
But damn, I missed and hit the wall.
Another chance, I have the gall.

I want that giant Scooby Doo.
I will get it, maybe two.
I give the toothless man my money.
There it goes - another twenty.

The Carnie retreats, back to his trailer.
And there I stand, resigned to failure