A clown
A frowning clown went down town in a gown
His visage as if he was drowning
It was a hot day
And all he could say
Ouch! ouch! ouch! Over and over ouch! ouch!
A clown
Luke thought he was a clown
His jokes, though, got thumps down
He tried to write jokes in poetry
When that failed his best joke was trying to sell poultry.
A clown
A-nd what are you laughing at?
C-an't you see it's just a joke that?
L-aughing may be good medicine
O-ut there you need practicing
W-ith luck people won't frown
N-aming you the new town clown.
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I would like to translate this poem
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