In came the Tooth-Pick Clowns, singing:
“The Tooth-Pick Clowns walk two and two,
And funny things they say to you,
Skipping lightly round the ring,
They crack their whips and laugh and sing.”
Then in came a rider with a chariot saying:
“The golden chariot you know,
Has a rider bowing low,
The circus is a pleasant place,
To behold a chariot race.”