A blondie and red-headed jester meet
In an amusement park at a late hour.
A card is thrown — a quirky way to greet
This youth who in the face of death won't cower.
Astride a horse, the clown is smiling wide;
The carousel of life has him astir.
He seeks to join, to narrow their divide
Though solo work is what they both prefer.
The secrets of the troupe are soon exchanged
For opportunities to set a match
Between a placid man and one deranged,
Whose itch for thrills is difficult to scratch.
Their common goals inspire them to convene;
They split up with another date foreseen.