The Long Gone Circus...
The joker would smile a evil grin, As he would twist the show up in his own little spin. The crowds laughs for just a while, And the ringmaster would listen as he smirked a big smile. The jugglers would juggle as the audience clapped, And mouths were dropped as the big lion snapped. Hearts beat fast as the human was shot, “That was amazing,” everyone thought! Three thousand dollars into the bank, Nothing could stop them, gasping old frank! One day, A few blocks away, A young man named Billy stopped on his way. Billy said, “Hello, my fellow competitors, I came to be Joe's messenger. I am apart of the traveling circus, And we have decided to settle here.” After that moral, Franks achievements were thrown into a portal, He lost his whole career and tons of money. His artist left, And he soon moved to the northwest, Old Frank was left to rest, In sorrowful pain knowing what wrecked circus was left.
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