18 June 2012
Up in the flying school,
There is the class fool,
He dresses as a clown,
And purposely falls down,
Hopping about on one foot,
Covering his wings in soot,
Thinking he'll look all dark,
Just to make his mark,
All the ladies ignore him,
Cause dancing with a clown is grim,
Great big red nose and size 33 feet,
A squirt of sticky water when you meet,
Just not the guy to introduce,
Even if he could seduce,
It's such a shame, really,
When under all the jokes and silly,
Is a really great winged guy called Billy.
Clown • Opuss № I