Treasure Island

Harlan Lovestone

(Detroit, MI)

FREAKSHOW


Tonight's a bloody freakshow
up where the blarney freaks go
tonight's a freakshow
in carnival land
indentured labor of fools
paid off in laughs
spotlight on the stage
inside this cage
living organisms cell
but don't call this a jail
numb tongue to taste with
cold eyes to face it
no year of the cat
it was out conned by a rat
as the marquee shines
tis near showtime
so bring on the act
or give us our monies back
hecklers want to disgrace them
rotten fruit to chasten
retractions to waste them
reflections debase them
I really really want you to taste this

Submitted: Tuesday, February 23, 2010

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