Welcome to Cozy Poetry Corner by Debra A Winter (Richter)

“Remembering a Great Clown”

He was the oldest of all the clowns,

With the most uneven frowns.

Du-pa-snooth was ninety-one years old,

Had the biggest heart, of the purest gold.

He loved being a circus clown.

For kids and adults from every town.

I loved the clown Du-pa-snooth,

With his big, floppy, shiny boots!

He’d spend an hour getting ready for the show,

Putting his body slowly into his bibs, you know.

He loved being a clown, with the uneven frown.

Du-pa-snooth lived to be the greatest clown.

I would just see him in his dressing room mirror,

Remembering children all laughing and cheering.

He must have thought; I’m ninety-one,

I’m a child who loves to have fun.

After his show, he’d laugh, honk his horn, and cheer;

Then he’d look to the heavens and say, “I still got it, dear!”

What a special man he was, yet the Lord said it was time to go.

Du-pa-snooth, a special clown that everyone loved, so.

RIP