Journeying journaling journalist
He showed up one day trumpeting.
They call it the “blank spot”, nonsense.
Anyone can see it, obviously, I traveled
to New York to drink champagne,
The circus moved on aerial acts ensued.
On the anniversary the cork popped for good.
Clowns are called in to self medicate
Fold up the tents once again
Read on even if it’s not good material