Poem: Access to a Show

Access to a show can mean many things,
It can be nothing to some,
And a piece of culture to others,
With big cats and larger than life people.
It can attract and possibly polarize.
For those who lack the access,
It is a source of confusion.
What amuses them so,
What forces draw them forth?
These questions the bystander asks.
They observe the reactions,
With bewilderment and intrigue,
Then pass along their way,
Though they turn their head,
To view the crowd once more,
Eventually interest will fade,
And perhaps the memory too,
Or a remark may be made in passing,
Referencing the moment in time.

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