I am the strong man
I am the fire eating sultan
I throw a tent over frozen meadows in november to catch the sun before it slips under the world inside me my people fly half naked beneath painted skies and painted elephants down below dance beneath is coconut palm trees, while waiting in the wings ladies in pink ballerinas fan their pink faces with lace pulled through their fake diamond rings, i am the lion tamer the bronco buster the boy calling hot dog in the stands i am the acrobat on his hands i am everything from crying clowns to kings shot from canons i am the three rings circus
glory be the fat lady the strong man the fire eating sultan as it was in the big inning is now and ever shall be one circus three rings forever and ever hooray.
I am the fat lady