From Heart to Heart
Clown
Never the leader always the follower,
Bird chest weak, little pity wallower,
Last in line gets bit by the snake,
Sagging shoulders, goodness sake
Fight the fight, don’t know how,
Smile and cry, scrape and bow,
Not over there, right over here,
Always laughing through a tear
Build me up, knock me down,
Laugh at me I’m just a clown
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