Carnelian and Carbuncle were lovers

A secret they kept, undercover

Should the ringmaster ever find out

They’d be fired for sure, there’s no doubt

Making the others keep the secret in tact

The circus clowns would, the master, distract

So they could meet under the tent, but, in a hurry

Time was so short, they would have to scurry

Running around, all over the grounds

Trying very hard, not to make any sounds

Entertaining the people, they were a sight to see

Two elephants, under the big top, making whoopee

Seems their secret was out, oh the shame!

And they had only themselves to blame

A lesson to be learned, never trust a painted face

Everyone knows, the clowns run the whole place

 

June Writing Prompt – Carnelian and Carbuncle – Day 25/30

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