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Snow Circus

Snow Circus Dust me down To be icing sugar clown With my nose so red And banana skin frown Inappropriate shoes Or the grip I could lose Mean a fall from grace is Like pie to the face Though the painted smile Only lasts for a while; When the crowds disperse There'll be bruises to nurse For the mad fun and laughter Of each Ring Master chapter.. Just accept them with no fuss. Life is sometimes a circus. Jinjagoliath 23rd January 2021

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