The Scrambled Clown

The Scrambled Clown

There was a man from Humbletown
who always wore a crumpled frown.
In baggy pants and raggy blouse,
his crabby rants would scare the cows.

With scrunched up eyes 'neath shaggy brows
and bunched up hair of scraggly brown,
he'd hobble 'round the streets and scowl
and squabble with mean, snarling growls.

One day, while quibbling with a crowd
beneath the drizzle of a cloud,
he tripped over a bumbling hound
and flipped into some crumbling ground.

And when they pulled "old grumpy" out,
instead of hearing ugly shouts,
he mumbled, "Bless you", to the crowd.
His tumbled frown turned upside down.

With perky grin, he looked so proud
and quirky words poured from his mouth.
He had a strange, new giggly sound,
that made him wiggle all around.

On dyed red hair, he placed a crown
and wore some clown shoes he had found.
For miles and miles he waddled 'round,
and with big smiles, he twaddled loud.

You now know how this stumbling clown,
with scrambled brains and jumbled crown,
bamboozled folks of Humbletown
because he lost his grumbled frown.