Winchester hatfair [elf shot]

 Flicking a pleck on my guitar

trying not to fret,

a thumbnail plink on E string

will get us somewhere yet.

Oh! the men are wearing hats

and riding on unicycles

some are tumbling on their mats.

Down by Brooks

where the fountain used to be

just off Silver hill

we can sit down with a pepsi.

Many a pigeon been chased here

by many a squealing tot

but I never saw one daft enough

to let himself get caught.

Young men in fedoras, eating fire

there is dancing in the street,

children with their faces painted

make even tigers look sweet.

Up at the Buttercross

they are fighting with swords,

the women are Cavaliers,

while men play Cromwell’s hordes.

jolly shrieks and shouts of laughter,

it’s hard to get the feel

that there was another time

when the battle was for real.

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Check these fun links 

http://www.hatfair.co.uk/2008/index.php

http://info.itvlocal.com/hat_fair.shtml

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