With outsize Flippers on his feet, simulated penguin walk,
parading gaily up and down, like the proverbial Duke of York.
A pointed fur rimmed yellow hat, an inflated costume absurdly fat,
lips painted twice their normal size, huge red circles round his eyes.
With overgrown tomato nose, carrying a length of garden hose,
which he sprayed intermittently above the children’s rows.
With contrasting patched baggy pants, his antics suggested were full of ants,
his bucket obstensively full of paint, he cast out in the air
Against all expectations, scattered confetti everywhere.
it is often mooted in the scholastic part of town
That there’s a serious thinker behind the face of every clown.