He whirls
He twirls
He tells jokes
He does a little dance
He does this all
To make us laugh
However
At the end of the day
He goes home
And cries in dismay
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Author:
Tony36 (
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- Category: Reflection
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ah the tears of a clown. good one Tony! ww
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Thanks TONY ~ I'm known as SMILER ~ I smile because there are so many saddies around. BUT inside I might be crying. Still I'm glad I was born an EXTRO~VERT (more green than most !) BRIAN
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Enjoyed it short to and to the point....we're all wearing masks to hide our true selves in society. Thanks for the write
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