Bubbles

I was flabbergasted when given the chance To join the renowned Roscoe's Oddity Of Circus With no actual talent to speak of I was pretty much dead in the water worthless But Roscoe in all of his wisdom Put me in charge of the Bubble machine Low and behold people Turns out...Bubbles is "ME" I started out with simple patterns Blowing one treasure at a time As things progressed rather quickly I soon had Bubbles dancing in Mumba lines There wasn't a Bubble imagined In which I could not achieve But like I said at the very start Turns out...Bubbles is "ME" I even perfected what I like to call The "Fantabulious Bubbles De jour" In the Bubble circles in which I blow I've become quite the Bubble Lore My Bubble forte soon became Floating Bubbles of Super Stars I'm not one to "POP" Bubble names Suffice it to say you know who they are These days you don't have to go to the Circus If you'd like my talent to see I'm the one who does those Bubbles with the tiny words In the Sunday comics you read Why I've even been to the U.N. Where the "Big Cheese" was highly pleased The way I blew name tags and place mats For all the visiting Dignitaries But my favorite pastime after all these years Even with all the fortune and fame I've found Is relaxing with my Circus buddies And blowing Bubbles of "Bubbles the Clown" Just think when I joined the Circus I had no talent in which to show Who knew all it was that I needed Was one good bubble to blow