Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Pantoum: "At The Circus"

The Ringmaster is very fine and grand
His moustache curls and sets defiance to razors
He carries a black whip, and his command
Arouses crowds to faint and loosen blazers.

His moustache curls and sets defiance to razors
He twirls and struts, his hour upon the sand
Arouses crowds to faint and loosen blazers
And sal volatale's on every hand.

He twirls and struts his hour, upon the sand
The horses print their hooves and bear live girls
And sal volatale's on every hand
As gasping crowds observe their peacock furls

The horses print their hooves and bear live girls
Through rings of fire, and over yawning voids
As gasping crowds observe their peacock furls,
Seem to catch fire, but every trap avoids.

Through rings of fire and over yawning voids
The clowns perform in mockery what was grace
Seem to catch fire, but every trap avoids
A diabolic point, but gapes with smiling face.

The clown perform in mockery what was grace,
Until their antics summon up a devil
A serious point, but gapes with smiling face
Is all clowns can provide to conquer evil.

Until their antics summon up a devil
He carries a black whip and his command
Is "All clowns can provide to conquer": Evil,
The Ringmaster is very fine and grand.


Simon BJ

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