A clown in green costume
half of it sparkly
with big white pom-pom buttons
sits in front of my window
and rocks on a swing.
Behind the red and white paint
his expression is little-boy direct.
On the sill of the smaller window
a girl clown lounges
all in shocking pink.
I have to say, she is rather blank-faced.
Her mother has dressed her up pretty
and the poor child doesn't know
what is expected, so she just sits.