A twister came


    And took up the circus,


    Amid August''s clouds


    And threw it in my town.


    I said "How great this is"


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    Roasted peanuts in August


    With caramel onion on hot dogs.


    But now my town''s gone


    With only the circus left.


    Tents now replace blocks,


    And candy canes bloom down the lanes.


    Leotards rule the fashion world


    While seals play the kazoo in the park


    The midgets are winding up the cars


    Driven by clowns the monkeys have spanked.


    When bored, they get out at the first stop,


    Giving out instead of fines


    Cakes with dynamite candles.


    It''s august, its chaos on the street


    And the circus'' three rings are full


    For laughter''s sake, let them drink


    And puke until the rust-covered leaves


    Seal them in a tomb.