Isn't it rich?
Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air..
Where are the clowns?

Just when I'd stopped
opening doors,
Finally knowing the one
that I wanted was yours.
Making my entrance again
with my usual flair
Sure of my lines...
No one is there

Isn't it rich?
Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career.
And where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns...
Well, maybe next year

Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want...
Sorry, my dear!
And where are the clowns
Send in the clowns

Don't bother, they're here.

The above clowns are by
Dianne Dengel
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Sad Face and Elegant clowns by
Red Skelton

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