Uncle Ezra Visits The Circus

“Give me the succus e’ry time,

     When speakin’ uv a show;

It is the biggest thing on earth,

And that is why I go.

Where kin yur find sech rows on rows

Uv animals alive?

They beats the jungle uv itself,

     An’ peanuts two for five!”

They beats the jungle uv itself,

     An’ peanuts two for five!”

Where kin you find so many freaks?

     Not even on the street;

For growin’ snakes the sideshow’s got

     The liquor bizniz beat.

Where could you see so many carts,

     In sech a gorgeous line?

An’ musice? Waal it beats the band –

     The lemonade is fine.

Trained annermuls? Wall I should say,

     From mastodons to pigs;

An’ clowns all up an’ down the line,

     In funny struts an’ rigs.

Trapeze performers, red an’ green,

     Goin’ at a fearful rate;

Three rings uv hosses trained to kill –

     The “ice cream cones” is great!

The bareback riders, whoopelah!

     Wall that is ridin’ some;

An’ hoss trots? Never seen the like

     In Gungawamp, I wum!

An’ tumblers, strong men who could lift

     The earth sure’s I am born;

An’ purty painted ladies, waal –

     Jest try the pink popcorn!

Trained ellefunts, with human brains,

     From India’s coral strands;

They're so big they’re most afeared

     To hev ‘em on their hands.

But jest give me the succus, it

     Beats any show alive.

Great fun, great features e’rywhere,

     An peanuts, two for five!

June 3, ‘09