It is always sunny
On stage that is
But it’s like a desert
Where the vipers hiss

Beneath the pancake
The clown feels the tears
The pies are getting stale
To late to change gears

She smiles in the spotlight
The guys like her thong
But all she really wants
Is to light up the bong

The circus was one time
Like the promised land
The acrobat has landed
Face down in the sand…

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