The Clown Goes Missing

Today morning when the clown went missing
The circus whistle just kept on hissing
I thought that he went home
Painting his handmade blue dome
Second thoughts came is my mind
Like he was becoming blind
Wide holes and black holes took him in
That could be true, because he doesn't know swimmin
I started crying, was truly sad,
But everyone was thinking I am mad
I ate some bowls of ice cream
And woke up living my dream
My face got rid of a frown
And that's how I became the new clown