In the land of laughter, where clown roam,
There\'s a character, wild, called Benson, our home,
With a nose for mischief and a grin so wide,
He turns ordinary moments into a joyous time.
In a world of serious faces, Benson stands medium,
His humor, a potion, breaking the seriousness.
With a quip and a jest, he dances through the day,
Turning things upside down in his bad way.
Benson, the clown, with a heart so light,
Spreads joy and laughter, morning \'til night.
His antics and jokes, a remedy for the soul,
In his company, happiness takes the lead.
So here\'s to Benson, the cheerful guide,
Whose laughter is catching, spreading far and wide.
In a world that needs mood, he\'s a revere friend,
Benson, the one, making dull moments mend up.