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Night: her sable dome scattered with diamonds |
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Fused my dust from a light year |
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Squeezed me to her breast, sowed me with carbon |
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Strung my warp across time |
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Gave me each a horse, sunrise and graveyard |
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Told me only I was her |
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Bid me face the east, closed me in questions |
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Built the sky for my dawn |
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Cleaned my feet of mud, followed the empty |
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Zebra ride to the Cirkus |
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Past a painted cage, spoke to the paybox |
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Glove which wrote on my tongue |
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Pushed me down a slide to the arena |
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Megaphonium fanfare |
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In his cloak of words strode the ringmaster |
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Bid me join the parade |
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"Worship!" cried the clown, "I am a T.V |
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Making bandsmen go clockwork |
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See the slinky seal Cirkus policeman |
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Bareback ladies have fish" |
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Strongmen by his feet, plate-spinning statesman |
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Acrobatically juggling |
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Bids his tamers go quiet the tumblers |
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Lest the mirror stop turning |
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Elephants forgot, force-fed on stale chalk |
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Ate the floors of their cages |
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Strongmen lost their hair, paybox collapsed and |
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Lions sharpened their teeth |
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Gloves raced round the ring, stallions stampeded |
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Pandemonium seesaw |
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I ran for the door, ringmasters shouted |
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"All the fun of the Cirkus!" |
