Empty Stands

The Dark Wood Circus comes to town,

A merry little band,

And puts on a show in hat and gown,

For mostly empty stands,

We need to sell more tickets,

So spread the word around!

We're tired of chirping crickets,

Tell friends of the circus you've found!

Spread the word, far and wide!
Tell any who will hear,

So we can say, once they're inside,

"Oh, you're here, you're here!"