Poem of the Week

AND NOW, A POEM, WRITTEN BY YOURS TRULY IN HIGH SCHOOL

I, NATURALLY, GOT AN A

And though it seems strange with us on our trip,
A 7 foot clown and his 2 foot midget
They went from town to town, each week was a new hike,
Through hills and valleys they searched for kids as they rode upon a one wheeled bike.
Fabulous entertainers, they carried a bag full of tricks,
Like a rotating wheel of legs, party favors and sticks.
With his marvelous make-up, he was a quite a site,
The jovial giant with his face pasty white.
Around his lips, a giant blot of red,
That matched the great afro that covered his head.
And at its tip his nose displayed,
A big red ball of cotton its made!
He wore polka dot pants, too big for his waist,
So he needed suspenders to keep them in place.
When he wears a shirt, its usually too tight,
But usually he doesnt and thats just not right!
Upon his hands, white like doves,
He wears a pair of matching silk gloves.
Though he has been many places, for most he's sent packing,
For the people dislike his disturbing action!
Though great at his job, it did him no good,
According to him, he's just misunderstood!!
But to win the love of the kids in town,
Was the true reason he was such a magnificant clown.
On bottle of whiskey, he spent all his pelf,
Bottles bigger than the midget himself.
The midget so small with his disgruntled look,
To the side of his friend the clown he took.
The midget so small only 2foot2
So tiny he sleeps in the clowns floppy shoe.
Cigar in his mouth, most think he looks funny,
As he stands on a box collecting the clowns money.
With the dynamic duo we were set for our trip,
Derrick, Megan, the clown and that crazy midget!