Sad Clown

There once was a very sad clown
All day his smile was a frown 
Very clumsy
Well slouchy
His squirt flower has sadly drown

By constant dripping of tears
Loneliness one of his fears 
Always blue
Only one shoe
No jokes for anyone's kind ears

He struggles simply juggling
Bowling pins often fumbling
Hair yellow 
Sad fellow
As they fall he is stumbling

A really horrible sad clown show
Will he ever laugh I don't know
Still weeping
Frown keeping
Wearing a pock a dot bow