Oh look, see the clown.
With his funny round nose
and his painted on frown.

Oh look, see the clown.
How he dances with glee
jumping up and down.

Oh look, see the clown.
Miming all those gestures
never making a sound.

Oh look, see the clown.
People always go when
the clown is in town.

Oh look, see the clown.
Deep down in his heart
does sadness abound?

Oh look, see the clown.
Why does everyone come
when the clown is around?

Oh look, see the clown.
Is it perhaps in all, some
clown can be found?

J.J. Oakley

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