A trip to the circus

This morning I went for an early morning walk to the Circus.
On my way, I could see the big tops flag shooting up over the trees that hid the circus grounds from view. Making my way through the trees I was greeted by a black cat with a pink ribbon on it's tail. "Hello cat! You look hungry. So am I." I said.

When I glanced up I see the circus. My eyes widened with excitement!
It's rainbow striped tent, that sat on a backdrop of the early morning sky camouflaged itself with that of the radiant colors vibrating off the rising sun, was about three stories high and was surrounded by many wooden booths.

The cat led me through the dirt path and suddenly scurried off to a young women who came out from one of the booths with it's food. "Here you are my Sri, oh and I see you've brought a friend too! Hello there" she said. "My name is Esmarelda, welcome to our traveling circus! What is your name ?" She had the most beautiful Spanish accent.

"My name is Eric". Before either of us could say another word my stomach made a strange sound the could've been mistaken for a infants cry. "You must be hungry Eric. I was just going to have some tea and sweet cake.


Would you like to join me ?" Without much thought I blurted out the first words that were on the tip of my tongue "Sweet cake!" She laughed and told me to come on in.. I followed her into her booth that had a small stage in it's center with a large poster on the wall that read "Come see The Amazing Boneless Woman"

She took me into a back room that was concealed by an orphrey tabernacle curtain ground of crimson velvet with an applique pattern outlined in gold thread. Opening the curtain she says "Have a seat". I sat down at the small wooden table. The room is slightly lit by the fire vibrating off the candle that sat in the center of the table.

"I'll be right back" Before I know it she's back with the tea and sweet cake. The sweet aroma filled the small room quickly and my stomach congratulated my heart for having led me in the direction of the circus. It was a crazy stellar morning.

I had tea with a contortionist who held the cup with her feet.
While a man on stilts practiced the moon walk and almost tripped over
a procession of elephants that was being led by a Strongman named Samson.

I helped the clowns put on their make up and brought water the Fire Breathers who tricked me into standing in front a Knife throwers target. There was a gypsy women playing Norwegian wood with her accordion and I sang along with the tune while flying trapeze artist soared through the sky above us dressed in medieval costumes....