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M FoR ViCtOrY You’re a tumbling toy,
balance act brother
floating in from somewhere new.
I’m seductive seating,
grasping your audience and attention
pulling the tent inside me.
Let’s break the barrier and bonds,
get down to crappy circus calculations
Of when to ride and release.
So what’s it going to be?
One chance to stick it or hit it.
You’re a gaggling garbage clown
hitting the heights for laughs.
I’m a tottering trapeze swinging.
Grab the reins and let’s ride.
Big tent time,
dying to finish the finale.
