Poetry

Wednesday, 1 November 2023

In the circus

 Oh the distance I travel in my car

Is not as far as I go on my guitar

In the circus

And the lamp posts and telegraphs 

They raised

Are just like crazy paving

Another sign of the days

In the circus

And if I could talk to any cat

Who walked down the road

I'd probably mention that 

In the circus

And a picture of blue sky and waves

Was drawing in my mind

Like some crazy craves

In the circus

But near or far

I don't think so much of high or flat

Just the plans of the government and that

In the circus

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