Spiral Clowns

A long silver spiral leading to a pool
Many glass clowns trying to get cool
They tip-toe to and thro
Slipping and Sliding down they go
Swarming to the cool, relaxing liquid
As the unbearable heat did quicken
Dancing and tripping they did falter
Hoping to get a dip in the cool serene water
Their hats strapped tightly to their tiny glass heads
Tonight they’ll surely be late to their beds
Once they dip their toes into the ice cold water
They’ll be occupied here ever after