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The Circus Is in Town



promises of winter in summer
promises of keeping promises
stay on for the acrobatics
somersaulting, clowns, vaudeville, charee-varie
arrive, once after a hiatus of five years; come in

and so is the dressage-expert ring master
ready and waiting
and his two-pronged forky tongues
those are wagging and all set to spew

the king-appointed spectacle is scheduled tight
that’s in the wagging half
and the fun is unlimited; that’s the king’s blessings
and that’s in the other spewing half

as always torn apart by two places
i cannot but remember home
not that i hear not, where the circus is louder
bomb blasts, murder attacks, gun-toting thugs — well blend

then decked up the announcer roars from the grandstand
the biggest circus in the universe, it’s a sellout
albeit all the Gimmick want is go home
like late april the Old Monk is packing up for summer

all out and over, all out, all over
life’s back to square one, too bad for the troupers
save the claps for the next absurdshit-fest
when the king comes, circus or not, it’s rude
divided attention do away; long live the king!




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Postscript: This is dedicated to the queen
And best wishes for her multiple climaxes
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Image courtesy: Openclipart
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