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The Calico Box Crab Roadside Circus

I recall clearly,  my mom took me to peek
at the calico box crab roadside circus freak.
Some kids have a tooth fairy, my reward, more oblique. 
I stood, mouth agape, quite unable to speak.
I had a strange childhood, you might call it unique, 
before reaching adulthood, employment to seek.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/12/2025 6:07:00 PM

Cool to have a unique childhood. Mine was semi unique. I quite liked it

David Crandall
Date: 8/12/2025 7:44:00 PM

This poem is just some corny nonsense that popped into my head, but my childhood had good and bad, just like my adulthood. I enjoy reminiscing about it.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 8/12/2025 4:36:00 PM

definitely a unique childhood...mine was pretty bland...we're all shaped by our childhoods. have a splendid evening, David

David Crandall
Date: 8/12/2025 7:44:00 PM

haha, mine was probably pretty bland, too, in actuality...well, I'm not sure about that...some things were kind of strange.

David Crandall
Date: 8/12/2025 7:42:00 PM

haha, mine was probably pretty bland, too, in actuality...well, I'm not sure about that...some things were kind of strange.