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The Clown

Rating: 3.5

There's a clown in my mirror
blowing kisses at me;
She's "The Wild Irish Rose"
and she's happy and free.
I etched out the lines
on this aging old face;
Then the youth is my heart
with a smile takes her place.
She's loving and fun
wherever she goes,

On her left cheek's a note
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