04-03-2015, 05:07 PM
At thirteen I went to the circus.
He took me, after he had deserted us;
with his new girlfriend of course.
We walked right in on fresh grass,
with ringside seats and a stage pass.
There was no where to hide
from Father’s lack of guile,
or her over egged fake smile.
The pony was a tedious bore.
The dog was an attention whore
and his girlfriend laughed like a horse.
I briefly enjoyed the trapeze tricks,
but the clown looked sad and sick;
quite frankly he looked undignified.
The two best clowns to be found
were sat holding hands spellbound.
He took me, after he had deserted us;
with his new girlfriend of course.
We walked right in on fresh grass,
with ringside seats and a stage pass.
There was no where to hide
from Father’s lack of guile,
or her over egged fake smile.
The pony was a tedious bore.
The dog was an attention whore
and his girlfriend laughed like a horse.
I briefly enjoyed the trapeze tricks,
but the clown looked sad and sick;
quite frankly he looked undignified.
The two best clowns to be found
were sat holding hands spellbound.