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a few swift turns of an artist's hand and 'voila!' |
Down the midway we strode, Father and daughter Hand-in-hand Midway between Adventure and adventure. I carried two big stuffed animals Under one arm, And forty-three sweat dampened dollars In my shorts pockets. "What do you want to do now daddy?" "I don't know, what do you want to do?" "Anything will be fun If it's with you." Between guys selling Cheap reproduction concert shirts And bright painted straw hats Was a booth with Tacked up caricatures Of men with big noses And gap-toothed children Smiling at the world strolling by. "Daddy can we get our pictures done." "Oh, yeah, not too much fun." "Please, Please. It's only 15 dollars." "I guess it can't hurt." Quick deft pencil strokes Made a mockery of my hair, But made my daughter and I A beautiful pair of matching smiles. We were drawn together By the excitement Of being drawn together. |