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About This Poem
viola
Viola
if you could ,
would you come home with me
far far far away from your three ring circus dream
far far far away from your masters steel eyed hook
the one that broke the joints of your spirit
they dress you in sparkle and silly caps
happycottoncandied music fills your ears
they pile a half ton of uncaring on your back...
your master cant look anybody in the eye
while he's counting your crash
its a wonder you haven't already snapped your chains
stomped the barker and his clowns far far far away
Viola,
come Home with me
we'll stroll a few acres,roll a muddy pool
so you can wash away those green-eyed greedy fools
we'll weave pleasant elephant memories
i'll bring along a sac of your favorite treats
sing you songs from mother india
and when your/our time has come
set you down so very gently
between ivory dreams...
Viola
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