‘Twas the fall of the year, all through the land,
Surely Dolly knows, that we’re all a big fan.
Excitement was brewing, a thrill in the air,
In hopes that our Smoky Mountain Coasterfest soon would be there.
Wait no longer our enthusiasts kin,
registration is now open, so everyone join in.
Coasters, and shows, and food, oh my,
But not Lightning Rod it’s under the knife for a fourth try.
We’ll chat with Pete, where he’ll strive,
To not tell us anything about twenty twenty-five.
Come one, come all, to this event so grand,
At Dollywood (duh!), where it’s all been planned.