I  wrote this poem because in class we have been learning to  rhyme.

The ringmaster wants to be the clowns,  performing  the jokes.

The clowns want to be the animal dancers, being wild.

The animal dancers want to be the drummers, beating their hearts out.

The drummers want to be the ringmaster,  entertaining the audience.

The Sid shufflers want to be the frveo dancers, showing their moves.

The frveo dancers want be the sid shufflers, shuffling like granny.

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