Clown

by LURVE   Aug 13, 2007


Who's that funny big, red nose peeping between the doors.
And who's are those big, cheerful eyes that are staring at me.
Then the head shows,
And funny pink hair shows right after.
Then there comes the body, dressed in one of those crazy Halloween costumes,
Spotted big shirt, and much to big striped pants.
Under these pants there are the weirdest shoes ever.
They are big, and red.
On the top of all there's a big smile on my baby brothers face.
He truly makes you laugh,
When he tells you one of that knock, knock jocks
And besides that he dances like a fool.
Yes, my brother is one big clown, in the costume or without,
But you know what, i love him anyhow.

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