This whirligig turns on the axle of laughs like a rickety jalopy...I dont know when its gonna fly apart so I just hold on and try to pretend its not really happening. Its a three ring circus, its tired tent flapping in the wind...the wind picking up ever stronger outside....the circus just performs harder, the clowns, trying not to show their concern frantically attempt to joke more and louder and distract the crowd away from the wind...a cotton candy blows away....a child cries for its loss....signaling the last act before the fat lady sings....the clowns pace turns so frantic they are now yelling among themselves...its reached total bedlam now...its not funny anymore....no more hiding the harsh weather of the world outside...the tent comes down.... -And the circus folds up their show.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 07:11:36 +0000
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