A wise man once wrote this poem about working in a Circus:
Happy days in SGA
G - that's where we play
Days are long and desks are short
Coming home I need a port
Time for change is more than rife
Yes, I need another life
Happy days in SGA
G - why should I stay?
In the office neck to neck
Work like hell but what the heck
Life is short but money's good
Take the pain, that's understood
Happy days in SGA
G - it's not OK
I wonder what I'm doing here
Things are better everywhere
Time for change is more than rife
Yes, I need another life
We shall not analyze this poem, only remind you that life in a Circus can be hard and that most Circus workers dream of a better life doing something completely different. Sadly they often leave for just another Circus!
