Tuggler the Juggler loved to bowl
He’d strike those pins, and– what do you know!
Right down the lane, into the pit,
that ball would roll– and it would hit!
But Tuggler was a funny clown:
He’d put those pins upside-down
And–what do you know! He’d bowl again
He’d knock them over: even then!
But that’s not all! He’d get a thought:
he’d stack ‘em up: hey, why not??
then he’d wind up his lucky arm
and squeeze his nose, just for charm,
then– what do you know! He let’er rip
and bit down on his bottom lip
slowly it rolled, down the aisle
and knocked on over that ol’ pin pile!
The crowd went crazy, they had a fuss!
Tuggler smiled as they went nuts
He tapped his nose and turned around
then he jumped(first up, then down)
Because he knew, not like the crowd,
that to make a fuss just makes you frown.
Well, thats the great story of my friend Tuggler,
The friendly clown who was a juggler.
A/N: Well, “what do you know”! The End!
I love to write, and I aspire to read and write fanfictions of my own book, heheh! I love Jehovah God, and want to write noble novels which state simple truths of His Word. :) Like beautiful similes and intricate plot lines that make the reader yearn for more! 