New circuses come and go
But I have always preferred
The traditional ones.
Those guys who run them – by
Jov!
They do know the drill.
I mean, they say they can change
Things like bread and wine
Into something else
And that they give the “else”
to you
So that you can also turn
into something else.
A rabbit, or a dove, I spoze.
Anyway, give it a shot!
What could you possibly lose?
As for myself,
I didn’t see no damn rabbit
But only a dove
Watching, or somehow waiting,
Above some cage in the menagerie,
Where a strange creature,
Dressed in camel’s hair
Was held,
And fed
With locusts and wild honey.
Boy, I liked that!
