Clemantine No Longer a Clown
Mimsy began life in the circus as a clown.
Starting her days with a painted frown.
It was her normal, and she liked it. It suited her fine.
Ringmaster appointed her to be a ballerina named Clementine.
Mimsy was now a ballerina, and she felt weird in the tights.
She did not like wearing a tutu, the fame or the spotlights.
She wore her clown sad face to remind her of a better time.
Before the ringmaster made her a ballerina named Clementine.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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