The World's Biggest Clown
The circus was coming to town
And of course I had to go see
For I'd heard the world's biggest clown
Was a headliner to be.
So off to the fairgrounds I went
And with the crowds high in the stands,
It was some afternoon I spent
With the wild animals and the bands.
But the world's biggest clown to see,
In his funny suit, long tie and mop hair;
He's why most of us paid the fee
For this act supposedly beyond compare.
Until saying anything he wanted
And flip flopping every which way,
In his clown suit how he flaunted
The absurdities of life today.
And maybe our eyes deceiving
But this clown I thought why the fuss;
I mean his act to be believing,
Surely, the joke must be on us.
Copyright © David Maclennan | Year Posted 2016
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