Curtains raise, lights glow;
For one more time, whistles blow;
A happy face stumbles in the dais,
Many a head, cheers at this guy in disguise……
With features miniature like a kid;
All his sorrows skillfully hid;
He pulls the show by being stupid;
Seldom was he embraced by the love God Cupid…………
Puffing his nose & cheeks with paint;
And no stranger to acquaint;
No different than a somersaulting ape;
Goes again the Hero at heart, to make his audience gape…
Knows he, that his cry has to be concealed;
And his true identity always sealed;
For the viewer he’s more of a thing than someone;
As that’s his reward being ” The Clown”……..
