Audience
Those who walk upon ropes
Have traditional smiles,
Parasols and silk tights
Are among their wiles,
For the eyes that are watching
Must not quite see
Over each shoulder
Death's bony knee,
And the eyes that are watching
Must not quite share
The tug of Death's fingers
At the roots of the hair.
Have traditional smiles,
Parasols and silk tights
Are among their wiles,
For the eyes that are watching
Must not quite see
Over each shoulder
Death's bony knee,
And the eyes that are watching
Must not quite share
The tug of Death's fingers
At the roots of the hair.
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