Under the Big Top

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A striped tent appears
No one seems to fear
The crowd started to pile in
Waiting for the show to begin
The audience is mesmerized
By the sights that cross their eyes
The clowns play along
The musicians play a terrifying song
The trapezist flies through a ring of fire
The tightrope walker begins to tire
Waiting for the ringleader
To announce their main feature
The scene changes in a flash
The crowd starts to dash
Screams fill the air
As teeth start to tear
Through soft flesh
Both blood and venom begin to mesh
No one makes it out alive
The circus from Hell has arrived





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