honor, and obey. Till death do us part". Mom and Dad will be there, and while they still do not fully understand me and my desires, at least they have accepted it as the thing I seem to be cut out for. They are delighted with my bride-to-be. and I act- ually think Mom is a bit jealous of the lovely clothing she saw me in during the performance yes- terday. We won't have time for a honeymoon because we are busy perfecting our routine for next season, beside putting on week-end performances for the winter tourists who hit Florida and want to see a circus. We don't care for a honeymoon anyway. I know I wouldn't feel right in a shirt and trousers, and my Carole likes me better in a dress. Besides, it took a long time to grow my beautiful hair, and I won't cut it now.

The next time you see a circus poster, examine it closely, and if you see the billing, "Carole & Carol", be sure and come. We're up on the platform above the center ring, and we'll entertain you each time the main lights dim to change the acts. You will be able to tell us apart only one way though. I'm the one with the biggest smile. Wave at me,

won't you?

I'll be sure to wave back.

Penny Poems

by Diane Jordan

Clean shaven from eyelids to toes he felt clean for the first time in either of his two lives.

The most daring thing he ever tried was stepping, heels and all, into the dark of a chest x-ray unit.