I painted my face
& I Put on a wig,
A costume, some shoes
That are three sizes to big.

I'm out on the floor
Just a'wizzing around,
The sillest, zaniest
Clown to be found.

But under the makeup
The clothes & the hair,
There's really a person
Who's tucked away there.

I've eyes that can see
& a nose just like you,
My feet Pretty normal,
Size 7 will do.

Two hands & two ears,
& a mouth & a neck,
Two shoulders, one tummy,
Here look come & check.

No need to be frightebed,
I'll show you my hand,
Now you show my yours
So we know where we stand.

I'm really a person
I just like to play,
To laugh & to sing
In a sweet, funny way.

So wont you join in
& be silly with me,
I'll dress you up right,
You can clown 'long with me!


Risa Roberta Goldberg

Very good!
I've never heard it before, but it's very true!

Like I tell people - the main reason I dress in clown garb is because clowing is more acceptible if you look like one. :D
Otherwise, they tend to call the authorities. :x :pie:

yea i thought you all would like it its a poam its to people that fear us

We clowns can be a fearsome bunch, afterall! lol

(Though the people that scare me are the ones who think that they ARE to be feared and the one's who are so seriously "normal".)

Great poem. Thanks for sharing.

Maid Trix