The Bearded Lady
the circus clown is shattered, he’s fallen on his luck,
the bearded lady left him, the romance went amok.
the ringmaster calls for him, the show must still go on,
but as the crowd now gathers, he’s really come undone.
he’s off to see the psychic, his future must be read,
before he goes too far, and someone winds up dead.
the lion tamer heard the news, he searches for his friend,
the show is almost over, the children now depend,
on seeing their favorite clown, before the show is done,
as other clowns are booed, he shows up with a gun.
as people laugh and point at him, they feel this is a prank,
but as he pulls the trigger, their faces all go blank.
lying on the ground, the blood begins to pour,
the ambulance approaches, the crowd heads for the door.
lying wounded on the bed, he’s barely heard to speak,
the nurse comes close to hear his words, although he’s very weak,
“I can’t go on without my love, I beg please pull the plug”,
but as a tear falls from her eye, she feels a gentle tug,
as fate has played its hand, the bearded lady now appears,
his eyes wide open once again, he stares and wonders as she nears.
“I’m sorry, I was wrong and I admit it”, forgive me if you can”,
a smile appeared upon his face, a new hope now began.
the years have passed, the healing has been done,
the circus now complete, true love has finally won.
and so their happy children, tell this tale at school,
and all they all can say is, “wow that’s really cool”.
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