Well ok, I see a Clown in the picture above;
BUT my o my, somethings wrong!,
Guess push came to shove.
Clowns should be happy, Very Happy you know.
They should be so happy that even their nose should glow!
So I asked..Whats going on here,
Mr. Clown is that a tear?
Then slowly he leaned forward,
And whispered This in my ear:
He said I have lost my true love.
The one over there.
Raggedy Ann is her name.
Her heart with another, she now shares.
So I now just sit, I just sit and Frown.
My name, oh, well they just call me..
MR. UNHAPPY CLOWN
Dan Young...Usagold
Author notes
Remember to look at picture several times as Mr. Clown speaks to you...FEEL HIS HEART...
Written July 21st, 2004
A contest entry
- One Day Contest by MagicLady.
300 points, ended July 22, 2004, 21 entries
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You are so right....Mr Clown should be happy. I am a happy clown. Most clowns are happy. But each clown plays a character...what ever chacter he is playing, is how he acts. I like your poem, it is up beat and cheerful.
As a clown I go to a cancer ward once a week and do volunteer work. This is a childrens hospital. Every week ... usually, I go back and there is a child's bed that is empty.
I am not allowed to cry. I get used to seeing children there.
I get used to talking to them and their parents and brothers and sisters. I smile and read to them, and do magic tricks for them. Then one day, they are gone. I know they are not better......they are gone.....forever...to be with God.
Thanks for entering. I really appreciate it.
cheryl

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