A lonely orphan boy sits alone

On his bed, looking down

He crossed his fingers and let out a groan

Thinking about how he wanted to be a clown

Wanting to do all the silly antics

Eliciting laughter and joy from everyone

Giving people some good kicks

Having some good fun

He looked up, smiling at what he thought

Then he stopped smiling

Looked at the boy near him, Scott

Looking upset by what the owner did to punish him, violently crying

The boy got into his bed, hiding himself from being shown

So that he could have a nice dream of being a clown and feeling known