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The Little Clown


There is a little clown,
He hangs upon my wall.

His hat is gold, and
On its tip hangs a red puffball.

His face is pink,
His eyes are blue.

When looked at,
He will smile at you.

His eyes so wide,
His nose so red.

A tuft of red hair,
Sits upon his head.

When the wind blows,
His bell will ring.

When your eyes meet,
Your heart will sing.

 

Crystal Middlemas 
E-Mail jitter-bug@rocketmail.com