The Magic of Joyland

In the heart of the city, not far from your door,  
Was a place full of laughter, and oh, so much more!  
A park filled with wonders, both big and quite grand,  
Built by the Ottaways, a magical land!  

It started with Playland, a small joyful space,  
Where the Boeing folks’ families would come for a race.  
On rides that would twirl and spin with delight,  
From Tilt-A-Whirl mornings to Ferris Wheel night!  

But soon came a vision, a dream bold and bright,  
A new Joyland Park, filled with thrills and sheer height!  
With a roller coaster twist, and a clown who could play,  
Louie the organist made music all day!  

From ponies to trains and a town full of fights,  
Where gunfighters dueled beneath starlit nights.  
Oh, Joyland was special, so full of pure cheer,  
It filled every heart, both far and near!  

Though the gates closed one day, and the rides went away,  
Its memories still sparkle, they’re here to stay.  
So hop on a train, take a ride in your mind,  
And the magic of Joyland you’ll surely still find!