Life is like a clown
Balancing me on stilts
This is why I am strange
My brain is on a tilt
I am mad can’t you see?
This is what life has done to me!
I’m unusual and I’m strange
Some might say I am deranged
But they should really know
Life’s clown is my foe
And I’m slipping off these stilts
Very slowly I do wilt like a flower dying slowly
In a pot that’s never watered falling down
Because the clown
Forgets to water me
And I am very slowly going brown
Going round – the twist maybe
But I am dying of a thirst
That is never ever quenched
Because the clowning wrench forgot to water me
And so here I am, stuck in this flower pot
And it’s getting really hot
And I will die
So very slowly
Because life’s clown
Forgot
To
Water
Me!
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