On inauguration day, we will again be shown the stupidity in some americans, and the clown in chief will again swear in on nothing holy!

Here is one of my favorite memories of high school.

Poem..Story Clown by the name of Jack Brown, most of the people in town didn’t even know his real name, just called him the clown. Most never knew what he really looked like or that the painted smile covered up a sad man who once had love, at one time, only time, but she had disappeared years ago. At his funeral instead of the happy clown, they saw the real, sad Jack Brown!

A little limrick.

I always wondered why Cinderella was the only one in town who the glass slipper happened to fit.

They make us laugh…

A court wizard hatches a plan to protect the jester from an abusive King.

This is a poem about how a person can make extra money by being a clown.

Poem about a girl and her best friend, Little Clown.

How many times have men fallen for females who just don’t feel the same way? The Foureyed poet.