A child grabs a honeybee
It’s reluctant to sting
But takes its orders from above
The passing of the passion
Parade throwing baggies of nails
Some of which make their
Way into a coffin
In the living room
Of the mentalist
Who keeps forgetting
His glasses on his head
The circus is also in town
With its sideshow tent
Amazing smiling fetuses
Sorted by religious denomination
Jars being Windexed
By the world’s tallest evangelist
Who stopped to blow his nose
With a dollar sign hanky
The day a child caught
A honeybee in her fist
And got stung real bad
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