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I must be wearing clown shoes
Stumbling as I scamper
To keep up with you
I must be sporting flame red
Bozo hair
As I endeavor fruitlessly
To get you to take me
seriously
I must be wearing clown pants
With their dehumanizing way
Of masking my desire
I must have applied a clown
face
That conceals my anguish
At missing connections
I can't help but wonder
If you think I'll squirt you
with seltzer
Should you come closer than
arms length
I must have on a rubber nose
That causes you to laugh
As I try to bare my emotions
I must be wearing clown shoes
Struggling to get out of my
own way
As I try to get closer
Despite my frustration
I step into my clown suit
Just to make you smile
I'd gladly strip off all of it
And stand naked before you
To show you that I care
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