You came to me in a dream,
A whisper of a memory long forgotten.
Your eyes glimmering in mischief,
Hands outstretched in invitation.
The quirk of your lips hides many secrets,
And promises no revelation—just wild adventures.
And I, your helpless victim,
Always willing to bend to your whims
Takes your hand with faith in nothing else but you.
Drown or float, it was all in your hands.
And when your lips pressed against mine,
I knew there would only be drowning
But it didn’t matter because it was you.
Hey! Come dance with us!
Throw off your heavy burdens —
Abandon them to the wind.
Grab the closest person,
Twirl and swirl with them
Among the glowing lanterns
Strung up in the air as if by magic,
Lighting all the branches
With an ethereal glow.
Come, have your fortunes read
By the powerful witch of old.
Look how she beckons, like a gypsy
From yon’ stripped tent.
And in her cat eyes she held
A world of promises untold.
Play your cards right
And that curvaceous beauty
You just might bed.
Come! Take a ride upon the Ferris wheel!
Pay your fees at the booth!
Look up into the glowing sky
Or look down upon the gyrating forms —
Shadows and shapes blending together,
Clapping, dancing and singing in joy.
For this is the Carnival for the Wicked —
Something you’ve never experienced before.