something for the weekend? (with apologies to Mr Wordsworth)

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host of golden daffodils;

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze…

 

JokerI blundered lonely as a clown

That floats a pie with thrills and spills

When all at once I saw the crowd

And boast with comic pratfalls

Onto the rake: the crowd yippees

Muttering and prancing as I reel…