Come walk with me in the park A little bit after dark When the sun is still setting And the moon is still rising Like two children on a see saw As one goes down the other comes up And we will walk beside the green shrubbery On the cold side walk Walking in nothing but our socks Being careful not to step on rocks It feels cold out tonight Please take my coat We’ll walk under the street lamps Over puddles dark and damp Come sit on this bench with me We’ll throw bread to the ducks out on the lake Maybe they will come so close So you can get a good look at what A majestic creature he is And then we’ll continue walking through the park And admire the cherry trees that blossom so beautifully in the spring time Walk past a mime trying to get out of a box he put himself into I’ve always found mimes to be funnier than clowns I’ve always felt that mimes try to make you laugh by using your mind and questioning the reasoning and meaning he is trying to get across. I always felt as though mimes try to laugh with you. While clowns on the offhand have tried to make there jokes by laughing at you. Gives you a pie in the face Or a stupid rubber balloon animal It always seems that the joke always seems to be on you Like you have to be involved But the mime barley witnesses your there Why you witness his imaginary world But as we done thinking this thought I will take to the ice cream stand And we will share a cone And start to walk home and admire what a beautiful evening it is.
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