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The Floating Circus

Short story By: Hinoglue
Poetry



I describe the preformers in a floating circus.


Submitted:Sep 8, 2011    Reads: 35    Comments: 5    Likes: 4   


You look up,
To the sky,
Where there's a circus,
Way up high

Where there are clowns,
Who entertain,
Stong men too,
The circus does contain

The ring master annonces,
One at a time,
When it's each performers,
Time to shine

There are acrobats,
Who dance and swing,
Into the air,
They do fling

Jugglers juggle,
Three or four balls,
And none, not even one,
Ever falls

Get shot out of a cannon,
And breaths are held,
So quickly,
You are propelled

All of these things,
Are in the sky,
Where there's a circus,
Way up high





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