Circus Of Horrors

Tonight I went out for the first time in ages,
Circus of horror centred the stages,
And my oh my what a freak show,
So gag worthy but still great though,
A man who swallows swords for a living,
Not one not two but three they give him,
To swallow all at the same time,
I looked in horror that must surely be a crime,
The laughing man who's fetish was needles and a hair pin,
He nailed them through his blinking skin,
Blood oozed from where they were taken out,
If that was me I'd scream and shout,
The girl who was hung from her hair,
20 feet up in the bloody air,
Fire breathers and fired rope,
If I had to skip that I'd have no hope,
Acrobatics and rock music and lots of jokes,
Fireworks, bangs and artificial smoke,
Everyone clapping and cheering,
The beginning had me screaming and fearing,
The men in masks who climbed down the tiers,
Climbing over the audience screams filled my ears,
The room was pitch black and the men were scary,
I nearly had a heart attack when they came near me,
But all in all I had an excellent time,
So I thought I'd share it with you all in this little rhyme.