Why do we do this?
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Why do we take the ticket to ride on,
The Roller Coaster of Wholesale Love, to
Hop on the Twister of Happiness, to
Cruise on the Carousel of Cuddles, to
Jump on the Dodgems of Joy, to
Enter the Hall of Memory Mirrors?
Why when we know?
Why, when we always know, that
The UnFair Funfair WILL leave town?