The Juggler That Flondered

The Juggler That Flondered

He flondered a flonder.
that made the stage shake!
It so happened to happen.
Was that a mistake?
Who can ponder?
Who can care?
Who would shout out?
Who would dare?

They hadn't heard a flonder before,
They didn't know what hit the floor.
It seemed to match
and it seemed okay
that he missed the catch.
But all the time
or just today?

Was it a foul or was it flare?
No matter what they continued to stare.

The flonder that flowed.
Who could have knowed?
Who could have wondered?
It was part of the show
...this time no doubt.
But was it the normal,
everyday route?
and that happened to be
the next line he would shout.
"That was part of the show... this time!"
It's what they were all thinking
But they weren't sure if the performer was stinking.
Now all were together
The flonder couldn't get better
And it couldn't get worse
His line was much better
than swearing a curse.

He spoke the truth,
though he speaks with flavor.
They could see every tooth
in his smiling behavior.

It maybe unclear
but at the end they all cheered.
cause' as the show goes
and as the crowd's clappin,
the juggler's flonder
was forgotton to happen.

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Written by yours truely.