It's around a round again,
Rounds abound in this land of ups and downs...
It's going upwards into the high,
It's dropping back down, do say goodbye.
And once more I'm back to where I started,
Traveling around the roundish round round.
Stuck in this circle,
It's hard to get out.
Climbing up to only drop down,
So I sit miserably on this round going round,
Watching the world go by, with feet off the ground.
For the times when it's back to square one again...
I'm not against ferris wheels...