Saddened Clown

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Improv 2002

Your balloons have popped.

Your water flower won’t squirt.

Your sneaky red nose fell off,

and now is covered in dirt.

~

All the kids hate you,

because you’re so sad.

You’re really not that funny,

and all your jokes are bad.

~

Your clown suit is too small.

We can see your widening belly.

Retire as a clown and become Santa,

with your bowl full of jelly.

~

I wouldn’t hire you,

if you were the last clown in the universe.

Besides I hate clowns,

I think they are cursed.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 7-19-02. It's my 183rd improv. lol

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