Circus Passion

Listen here, Mr Trapeze Man
you swing hard to get
but if soon won’t let me blow you
I’m gonna grease your stick end!

Why not put out
there’s plenty in that pouch for everyone
or is it not why your leotards
scream stretched between your legs?

Have you noticed how many women
hold their breath
when you spin free in midair,
end in stretched pose, cock and balls towards the public?
They “Whoo!” you think
because your stunt was perfect? Ha!

That day I touched to check its mass,
knowing some use enhancing socks,
you stared me in the eyes and said:
“I’m going out with LUCY, the lion tamer!”
- ok maybe not in that voice
but I’m the Clown so be indulgent.

Lucy the lion tamer,
that pussy woman who cracks the whip
and bigger pussies walk the tight rope?
Is that what you two are doing
after hours?
I could spank your bubble butt
while your whole animal
roars down my throat!

C’mon Mr Trapeze man,
you’re young, life awaits to be discovered
don’t make me wait too long
pay me a visit in my tent but real soon,
I’m getting anxious
and even angry!
“Beware the wrath of Clowns!”
- who said that, Nancy Reagan?

C’mon Mr Trapeze man
let me include you in my number!