Comedy Circus Feeling

A ringman takes the stage,

While clowns with books turn the page,

I watch alone backstage,

No one to bring me flowers,

No one to bring candy and cheer my name,

I smooth my trapeze outfit.

All ready to go,

 I swing and feel great,

All the eyes are on me now,

I flip and somersault,

I do greatly and people want an encore,

After the show, I get flowers, candy, and a smile from my Mom when she picks me up.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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