Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Night Circus

The circus coming to my town,

And I do visit ev'ry night

Knowing for sure when I lie down

Some attraction that will delight,

And some attractions that will not.

Some I remember the next day,

But some I know I just forgot.

Why do some go while others stay?

The answer I may never know.

But I know magic I will find

When to the circus I do go,

Performances upon my mind.

A magic circus it does seem

Each night I fall asleep and dream.