When I was a kid there was a group of words that spun me around.

those words….” The circus is in town”

I would run to my room dump the money jar on the bed…….count my stash and report my findings.

I cut grass as a kid…… a lot of grass …. So I had some cash…….when it got to a certain amount we agreed some would go into savings…… the rest was mine to do with as I wanted…… as long as my purchase was approved…… usually was……pellet gun got vetoed but I knew it was a long shot. I agreed that in the event my mower went down I had the funds for a new one.

but “Circus In Town” was the gospel to me…..and to this day my heart still thinks about what being a Clown in a traveling Circus would be like.

I reason a Great Clown must suffer a broken heart 💔 many times to understand emotional pain and have a degree in disappointment.

I have taken classes….. but not that interested in finishing the course….. just as soon not pay that price for admission.

Not often but throughout the years memories of “the Greatest Show on Earth brings back memories of the acts….the animals and of course……the Clowns.🤡

Occasionally the Circus comes to town usually as I am falling asleep…….
“ Hurry… hurry step right up…  to the “Greatest Show on Earth 🌍 “

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