Clowny

I was walking on the ground I didn't make a sound Then I turned around, and I saw a clown Had a frown, stood on a mound Started barking like a hound When I came to and I found He showed me something that was round So we became great friends And late in life he got sick I gave him some soup but he got worse And he asked for his purse I got it but it was empty So I cried a-plenty I wondered what to do I didn't know what to think So I got a drink And then I showed it something that was round And it died, smiled, fell on the ground Looking back about those days with the clown I get teary-eyed and really snide I think that deep down I hated that clown But not as much as Mr. Farr I'm gonna go smoke a cigar I was walking on the ground I didn't make a sound And then I turned around, I saw a clown Clown, clowny clown clown Ha ha! I hate you clown With our ugly frown, smiling lips I think I'll clip you across the nose, clown Want a cigar? It'll get you real far Like Mr. Farr -- get it? Mr. Farr? Clown... clown... (Coughs) See what a cigar'll do? Clown... ugly clown