Don't Bother, They're Here
SOURCEIsn't it rich?Are we a pair?Me here at last on the ground,You in mid-air.Send in the clowns.Isn't it bliss?Don't you approve?One who keeps tearing around,One who can't move.Where are the clowns?Send in the clowns.Just when I'd stopped opening doors,Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours,Making my entrance again with my usual flair,Sure of my lines,No one is there.Don't you love farce?My fault I fear.I …