Clown Pants
Been feeling a bit extra strange today
Can't imagine what's the reason
My tightie whities must be a little too tight
Think lately, I'm overeating
3X most likely is my new size now
Please keep this our little secret
Sadly my diet plan has been a bit of a failure
Was trying hard to be my sleekest
I do possess other redeeming factors
I can stand on my head and spit nickels
Not impressed? Then how about this
I can whistle through my nipples
It all comes back to my tightie whities
The sooner I change 'em the better
Think I'll started wearing airy clown pants
With polka dots, numbers and letters
Say hello when the circus comes to town
You won't miss me, that is for sure
Especially with the big red nose I'll be wearing
Looking oh so extremely mature!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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