dark circus

I hear the dark circus
is coming to not town
without any bigtop
all secretly hoping for rain
they’ll  soon caravan in
on their ovally wheels
to a place by the swamp
where the unhappy clowns will spill
queasy
from swallowing too many smiles
as the ringmaster tosses the tiger some turnips
and musclemen spit
on the elephant’s toes

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