Bring out the Lions,
Without their teeth,
The faceless Elephants,
That never speak,
The smiley, idiot painted Clowns,
That make their cars go round and round,
I hear the Crack! of Master's whip,
He thinks he's really very hip,
And we go down, and down we Go,
Into the Hell, we yet not know!
Sandra Feldman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/circus-maximus-your-government/