The Circus was back in town,
Traversing the country’s length & breadth,
Entertaining, one and all,
Yet, holding its dark secret.
Little Charlie was excited,
Everyday routine it was, for him,
Opened he, the huge entrance gate,
The clown's mouth or was it the death trap.
People went in, attracted,
Only half came out, unscathed.
This post is for Magpie Tales 259
Copyright 2015 © Nandini Deka