The day the circus came to town,
I stood on the curb on Main Street
and saw the parade go by.
It was more than I could stand
just to watch.
I took my place
at the dragging end
amongst steaming piles
of elephant dung
and left-over snarls
of aging tigers, caged.
We went to the big top
to do our acts
before the people.
It turned out that I
was a clown,
but everyone clapped
politely.
JRMcF
johnrobertmcfarland@gmal.com
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