Sometimes I like thinking of silly life analogies

If you think of life
as an amusement park ride
like one of those octopus rides where
we each sit in a separate container
as we whirl around, up and down
in seemingly random directions, I'm the one
who stays on for a second go
after eating a huge funnel cake,
hurling it over the side of my container,
and I spend every day apologizing
to the unfortunate carnie
who operates the ride.

(Actually, I think this was a real-life event from my early teen years.)