Cirque
A boy looked in a window, to see a naughty show Through the pane of pain, the master clown did blow The circus is a holy tent, the keeper of my rhyme Where I forged my chains, creating this pantomime Pretending to be normal, I wait until after dark Then I paint the frown on, get a whore from the...
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A boy looked in a window, to see a naughty show Through the pane of pain, the master clown did blow The circus is a holy tent, the keeper of my rhyme Where I forged my chains, creating this pantomime Pretending to be normal, I wait until after dark Then I paint the frown on, get a whore from the park At the bottom of that bed was a darling in a chest She watched with big e
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Format: Paperback
ISBN:
9781534946798 (1534946799)
Pages no: 260
Edition language: English
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