Ode to Bob the Clown
The clown lies still in his casket.
around him are gathered his friends.
They say" Bob lived to bring joy,
To each girl and boy,
let’s make sure the fun never ends."
And Wonko, he spoke for them all,
as he stood in full clownish splendor,
“He’s be the first one,
to say “laugh and have fun”,
So let’s make this a day to remember”.
The hearse pulled up to the graveyard,
and 42 clowns tumbled out.
With much shoving and catcalls,
and seltzer and prattfalls,
they juggled the casket about.
At last, four lined up on one side,
and two were in place on the other.
And with a slight list,
a hop, and a twist,
they marched, out of step with each other.
The crowd, well they laughed and cheered.
And said “you can sure see Bob’s spirit”.
As wife number seven,
said to number eleven,
“Too bad Bob’s not here, he’d love it.”
Bob’s casket was layed on it’s bier,
and six clowns hit it with pies.
it was lowered down,
deep into the ground,
'til dirt cut it off from the skies.
The folks, how they cheered and applauded!
They laughed and they sang for a week.
But a boy who always felt sick,
'sept when Bob was doing his stick,
leaned on cruches, with tears on his cheek.
The clown lies still in his casket,
above laughter embraces his wives,
but some prayed with bowed heads,
of thanks, it is said,
for a great man who had touched their lives.
“Ok what was that?” You ask. Well, Coldfire said in another thread that I always posted OP’s that were funny or moving. I take this as a great compliment, thank you again, Coldfire. I then wondered if I could post an OP that was BOTH funny AND moving. This poem is my attempt at that. As y’all can plainly see, I’m not a poet. I gave it my best shot. I hope you like it.