CLUE TWO
Parking your car to catch our easy, free shuttle,
Getting here’s quick and you’ll dodge any scuttle.
Don G high on his throne, for this day he is king,
At one time or another we all give things a fling.
CLUE ONE
Yes, family we are, a theme fine and fitting indeed,
Born and bred tight, then we spread like algae and weed.
Yet we all come back ‘round this time of each year,
For fireworks and rides, dance, food, fun and beer.