At the funfare, we took a stall with no plan in sight,
But on the last night, we huddled tight.
Brainstorming ideas for what we could sell,
To earn a profit and do it well.
We decided on funny games with double the prize,
Players could pay what they wanted, the reward would rise.
Our most popular game was eating wheatable biscuits three,
In 60 seconds, a challenge that's not as easy as it seemed to be.
The biscuits were hard to eat, dry as can be,
But the reward was worth it, for all to see.
My Love and her friends came to visit our stall,
A sweet memory, one we cherish above all.
Poet: Nunn Pari
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