Gasoline Rainbows

The Girl on the TightropeShe sparkled In her red leotard The matching sequin shoes Were so daintyThe Girl on the Tightrope
They longed for her infallible courage As she climbed the ladder Gracefully
On the spotlit platform She picked up a snow-white parasol And faced the audience They loved her They adored her
She blew them a kiss [Please don't let it be goodbye]
As she spun to face the wire Her eyes widened With excitement
She absorbed the undivided attention All eyes on her No breathing Not a solitary gasp
She took her first
L'enfant du Soleil
Devious Comments
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Escape Cold Herons, Jak.
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