There is a man.
Or so they say
Who wanted a tan.
the town
would say a prayer
to give this clown
a crown
But the man
he said
I didn't get my tan
And so...
the town was stuck
with the clown
Who was walking
around and around and around
The town
And so they say
Let give this man a tan
So he will leave us alone.
But when they went
to give him his desire
All he really wanted
Was to be a clown
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