Clones Run The Circus

They started with three rings.

Twirling, burning things.

They had elephants walking like people!

They gave a lady a whip.

Made her nearly strip.

Surrounded by tigers and creeples.

They came and they went.

Once the money was spent.

They pulled up stakes and they left.

No faces were painted and

The lack of paint tainted

Morale, they returned to bereft.

Something was missing and

Missing was pissing the pops

Of the population off.

Soon a poster showed up.

Then stake-loads by the truck

My lord, they’re in luck…

The circus is so back in town!






Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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