Drafts of the Soul

Clown

Give him the red lipstick

To paint a smile on his face

A funny guy but a freak

Goofing around for days

A great clown in daylight

A crybaby at bedtime

He seems to love the spotlight

But hates it at the same time

Dear clown, make us happy

Give us tears of joy

Lighten up this party

You are the toy

And when you go home

Wash your smile away

Put your tears on the foam

It's another lonely day