Frown Clown

I walked through those curtains, into the lights. People cheered, children giggled. My charisma was enough to make the crowd go wild for without a word I could make them bounce on their chairs. Everything about me is unique, my clothes, hat and shoes even my make up and my red round nose. I do all sorts of crazy haircuts. Who cares? I am only good for a smile and my memory only lasts for a while. When the lights go down and the curtain falls I go back home. After I have been surrounded by hundreds, now I am all alone.