English poem
The Brownies' Circus
by Palmer Cox (1840–1924)
One night the circus was in town With tumbling men and painted clown, And Brownies came from forest deep Around the tent to climb and creep, And through the canvas, as they might Of inner movements gain a sight.
Said one, "A chance we'll hardly find That better suits the Brownie mind; To-night when all this great array Of people take their homeward way, We'll promptly make a swift descent And take possession of the tent, And here, till morning light is shown, We'll have a circus of our own." "I best," cried one, "of all the band The elephant can take in hand; I noticed how they led him round And marked the place he may be found; On me you may depend to keep The monster harmless as a sheep."
The laughing crowd that filled the place, Had hardly homeward turned its face, Before the eager waiting band Took full possession as they planned, And 'round they scampered left and right