The three faces of a clown
Are anger, sadness, and an upward frown.
The angry clown, shows his teeth
Scaring kids and bringing grief
When they're in bed and filled with fright
In their dreams, he'll appear tonight
The sad clowns face, begins to frown
Wherever he goes, he's feeling down
He sheds a tear when he plays around
Then starts to cry, a piercing sound
But the happy clown, remembers all this
When angry or sad, he had fallen in abyss
Now anger and sadness are no longer found
Only happiness, on this three faced clown.
C.Vergara
01.23.2009
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