The circus! The circus!

The circus is in town!
“I almost knocked an elephant crossing the street” said Ryan
“And saw three ponies on the side as well”
Oh! The joy! Joyce’s eyes opened wide in excitement and glee
“Really?! Really?!”
It was all said at midnight.

At 1:30 am, Joyce’s mobile rang
“Did you know? You can see the elephant from the outside!” exclaimed Ryan
“It’s awake??”
“Yes it is”
“Oh hooray! Could you give Ben the directions?”

So she could go see the elephant of course.

Joyce bounces in her mamak seat
Big Ben’s eyes widen
Though not with the same enthusiasm
More with trepidation on ‘What Joyce Will Do Next’
“No, Joyce. I’m not taking you to go see elephants… no, don’t give the phone to me… Hello Ryan.”

But first things first, Joyce had yet
To finish her chicken soup in Dharoos
Seven, not one more, not one less
Mosquitoe bites
Pressing stars on them didn’t help much
“Stop scratching Joyce”
“I can’t… it really itches”
“Stop it right now, you’re making me scratch too”

Monkey see monkey do.

“Put your hands on the table. That’s it. Now finish eating.”
Joyce’s hand slowly crept down to her ankle…
Again.
“You’re still scratching”
Oh damn he noticed.
“Well it’s really itchy”
“Do you want to see the elephant or not?”
Joyce promptly stops scratching.

So at three o’clock on a wee Wednesday morn
Big Ben and Little Joyce went to visit
Who?
The elephant of course
It was in its trailer in Bandar Utama
Oh! An elephant! In BU!

Thoughts of Galliano’s Circus
appeared in Joyce’s eccentric mind

“The elephants are smellie”
“You would be too if your faeces were that size”
“Wanna touch the elephant Joyce?”
“Can’t. The trailer is too high”
The bars of the trailer were wide
“Well you could squeeze in”
“Indeed i could”
“And i could lift you up”
“Indeed you could”

Around the circus they drove
Are there any more extra sights?
Unfortunately not
So they started to head home

“Nobody sane will go to the circus”
“Why not?!”
“Because. Only little kids go”
“I bet there’ll be grown ups too… the ones who erm take the kids…”
“Yea. And there’ll be noone your age”
“I don’t care. I’m going.”
“You’re nuts”
“Maybe i can see bears dancing”
“Maybe *i* can dance in front of the bears huh”
“Yea! Maybe if you dance, they’ll dance back, Ben”
“Fuck you Joyce”

A loud roar permeated the four am night air
Big Ben paused
“That’s some scary shit”

But Joyce didn’t care
Happy thoughts entered her head
Filled with dancing bears
Prancing ponies
Soft lumbering ellies
And other joyful circus-y stuff

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