I Wandered Lonely As A Clown Poem by Peter (Prof) Fox

By Billy Birdbath

I wandered lonely as a clown
That vaults on high for children's thrills
When all at once to please the crowd
I grabbed my special daffodils
Inside the heads beneath the flowers
Squirts of shocking water showers

Continuous as by design
The drops out from the flowers flew
They squirted in a never-ending line
To land upon the crowd as dew
Ten children wide-eyed it wets
Tossing their heads to miss the jets