By Fiona Cummings
A magical coffee bean
Lifts me away
To another day
Where the grass is emerald green
And the sky is baby blue
The sun is smiling at the rainbow
Where all our dreams come true
I am on a tour with the
circus show
Who knows where we will go
On horses of gold guild handles
Music of the best sound
Sitting holding tight on our merry go round
By night we sit at the campfire with candles
By day running on the beach in our sandals
The late afternoon
We swing on the moon
The pink elephants spray their water through their trunks
The clowns pull off some cranks
The bears do a dance
Whilst the monkeys take a chance
They jump onto the bears shoulders and clap their hands
The circus is huge so there is lots of scope
The acrobats flip
And girls walk the tightrope
The audience applaud
A lion roared
A clown played football and scored
We have a Poodle
His name is Noodle
His job is to ride the camel
It is so funny
He won’t do it without his toy bunny
Then the clowns do tricks
On the tall stilts like sticks
One pretends to brake his leg
And tells the others he needs to be fixed
They take no notice so he
starts to beg
Then through the air fly’s a helicopter
Who jumps out of it but the Doctor
With the biggest syringe and needle
And runs around all of the people
The children in the crowd scream
And they get squirted with cream
Then a magical jellybean
Carries me away
To another brand new day
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