Come all
Come inside
Drink some poison
For the ears and eyes
It could be real
Cause we sell it well
We chase forever
On a carrousel
You'll find our Jacks
With our Ace
Where all the pieces
Fit in place
We have jokers and clowns
If you have that taste
Let all our troubles
Be erased
The tight rope walker is about to fall
As the unicycle rode up a wall
It may be the strangest sight to see
But for sure the greatest place to be
We sit and watch
Till the curtain call
Then and where
The preformers fall
We still try
Even when the lights dim down
Along every other one
In town
So sit and watch
Don't run and hide
To witness our
Circus Cyanide
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READ THIS IF YOU WANT TO LIVE
PoetryEven if you have no will to live, you can still read this. Even people who are dead can read this. EVERYONE IS WELCOME, except for Jake Paul 😐
