Clown

Mystification prevails stupefying yours truly
befuddled, he blindly stumbles along rocky
...

Maybe, you don't like birds and maybe you think they're kind of sweet...

Keeping the poop in mind...

I stumble awhile, insisting with every step the path is clear
I’ve smiled awhile, ignoring the times...

Fun and entertaining am I said the clown with the painted face
Full of laughs as I create some magic...

Even when iron not red hot,
I implement non customary quarks
regarding foreigner rather cold...

Inside the caverns of void a remembrance of you flies through
like the old proverbial "mist in time...

I'll empower thee, so stick close to me, you may never over-tower this tree, whether your drunk, high, or...

In the kingdom
of Amazon women
where I daily toil
I am the lovable lump...

A...

Moon reflects flamboyant hair
Tatter clothes staggered repair
Face-paint runs in streetlights...

As the rain falls down
On this deserted town
Covers the streets and roads
...

Divided into two
One perfecting the other
By eliminating
All that what reminds me of...

Nobody can be that happy all the time
What lurks behind the painted smile ?
They make us...

So here is a little story of a jolly old clown
Always on the move goes from town to town
...

Once again, yours truly
dishes out his regular dose
of literary gobbledygook
even...

saw them..
in their bright colours..
and gaudy painted faces..
pretending to be happy...

TommyKnocker

Light grows dim,
Between the thin..
and the top hard
Barnsley...