View From My Window
Acrobat
Rain taps against
the glass. My ribs feel like
I have become an acrobat in
a circus.
Today I am
in the greatest show on earth;
boy, the
the years just fly by don't they?
Why wasn't it just yesterday
when I purchased my new pink car?
And the clown shoes to match?
My mother and father would have
been so proud,
but they are in the hospital
recovering from a cannon ball
explosion.
the glass. My ribs feel like
I have become an acrobat in
a circus.
Today I am
in the greatest show on earth;
boy, the
the years just fly by don't they?
Why wasn't it just yesterday
when I purchased my new pink car?
And the clown shoes to match?
My mother and father would have
been so proud,
but they are in the hospital
recovering from a cannon ball
explosion.
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