4 Blogs One Night- Part Two

The BBQ Fest

I could not wait as I drove down the street,
two blocks away lay great food to eat.
There'd be mutton and corn-dogs and real lemonade,
cheap trinkets to win and fun games to be played.
There'd be soft music that gently flows into your ear,
and emo-clad bands with lyrics evoking fear.
There'd be carnival rides jam-packed with bodies,
and drunk individuals stuck in the porta-potties.
There'd be bikers riding high atop their steel steeds,
with a reputations for never committing good deeds.
There'd be an assortment of people walking to a fro,
with so many weirdo's it'd be like a Freak Show.
But then I remember its the Barbecue Fest,
it's the same every year with the same lack of zest.
Which makes me wonder why I'm even going to the place,
if its even worth the bother of locating a parking space.
But then again it only happens one weekend each year,
so I guess I'll be going..even if it sucks rear.