What’s Life?

circus

Jump through a hoop

and walk a tightrope

pull off a jig on the side

laugh like you like it.

They toss you in the air

and jeer at your jest.

You hang on to a pole,

waltz through the vault,

it’s all about flexibility —

twisting to their humour.

You have your training,

in swinging and spinning

whether a club or your head,

you look like a buffoon,

part of the human zoo.

Life’s a circus, ain’t it?

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