Three Sides of Clown's Cheese
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Three Sides Of Clown's Cheese
Pass me three sides of cheese
So I can dessert on your sad story,
my dear.
With my baker's ear
I'll listen to what
you have in the oven.
Great, I hope my hearings good.
I'll then ski jump off your nose,
You know how I love your nose
My dear,
And crash land on your lap.
Wee!
This will be so much fun
To think of all the cows
At play,
With the grasses in the meadow
bristling once again
And to see the dough rising
in sweetness.
Thank you man in the moon
For lending me a shoe shine
And a organ to play.
Was that a wry smile I see?
Do you think I need
A shoehorn
As I fall below
Her chastity belt?
Wee!
Did I just say that?
Incredulous.
I did.
Why?
Because I'm a clown
... hi remember me?
Two feet, two arms
And a smile.
Hi.
All re-introductions aside
Can I tickle
Your funny bone.
Why?
It's there, isn't it?
Isn't laughter medicine?
This wouldn't be a good
jawbreaker ...
I mean icebreaker?
Are we not compatible?
Funny bunnies,
That love to hop?
Of course
That is if I can reach it
And get on your good side.
Oh when the saints come marching in ...
Wee!
Oh, oh.
Man in the moon's
a nodding.
This doesn't look good.
It isn't.
Take the Ferris wheel down
Stop.
The spin, spin, spin
Olive branch spiel,
The extra cheese
Toppings
... she's not getting on
A clown's life.
connie pachecho
8/8/17
Inspired by the reading the entries to the clown contest.
Copyright © Connie Pachecho | Year Posted 2017
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