There is a circus in my head
With constant BANGS and loud applause
There is a ruckus going through it
That very seldom finds a pause.

There are lions in my noggin,
That roar at all odd hours of the night
There are bears and tigers and many more
Oh truly what a loud and messy sight.

There is a chaos in my membrane
That plays trumpets and drums galore
There is always some tune playing
In my head I'm never bored.

There is a festival in my cranium
With dancers all about
Clowns and jests that joke around
It sure is lively, there is now doubt.

There is a carnival inside my crown
who's tall rides can be quite scary
they zip up and down and all around
they sure can make one wary.

There is a magician inside my dome
Setting rabbits and birds a flutter
And more and more come out his hat
Boy! Inside is sure a clutter!

There is commotion blasting loudly
All the clamor almost makes me weep
There is a circus running in my head
And this, my darlings, is why I never sleep.

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