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                                                    BROKEN CLOWN
HOW I LOVED TO SEE THE CLOWN,
AND I LAUGHED WHEN HE FELL DOWN,
HOW BLIND THEY WERE THEY COULDN’T SEE
HOW PAINT COULD HIDE SUCH MISERY,
UP HE’D GET, AND OFF HE WOULD GO, OFF TO STAR IN ANOTHER SHOW,                                                        YOU WOULD NOT KNOW                                                                                                                                                   BY HIS HAPPY SMILE                                                                                                                                                             FUN, AND LAUGHTER                                                                                                                                                          ALL THE WHILE
AND PEOPLE LAUGH, THEY DONT CARE                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        IF BEHIND THE PAINT THERE'S SOMETHING THERE,
BUT CLOWNS HAVE FEELINGS, AND YOU SHOULD KNOW                                                                                                                                   
YES, THEY DO, BUT THEY DONT SHOW,
SO WHEN HE IS GONE, AND NOT AROUND,
TAKE A LOOK UPON THE GROUND,
ALONG WITH SAWDUST AND SOME SAND,
YOU WILL FIND TEARDROPS IN YOUR HAND,
AND THEN YOU WILL KNOW, AND YOU WILL SEE
AND UNDERSTAND THE MYSTERY,
WHEN THE PAIN, GETS TOO BAD,
THEY DONT WANT CLOWNS, IF THEY LOOK SAD,
SO THEY PAINT A FACE UPON THE CLOWN,
A NICE BIG SMILE TO HIDE THE FROWN,
SO STEP RIGHT IN AND SIT RIGHT DOWN, STEP RIGHT ON THE BROKEN CLOWN.
                                             BY A.J. REID