Mr. Brown by Patti Mane published on 2012/01/25 02:13:38 +0000 Do not frown upon the crazed man on the lawn, But, rather, praise his face, He is galloping in the race, Defying outer space, Hey there Mr. Brown, Whats that you're looking for? It can't be found on the ground, I'll tell you that, I'm sure, I'lll tell you that and no more, Mr. Brown. Those who know him well, and many don't know, He has been to hell and back before, You should be watching every breath, I fear it is your last one, I hope you've all had your fun, Don't look down on Mr. Brown, You should look up, He is in the clouds, Mr. Brown. Do you hear the sound of the battered clown, The tattered fool of the town? Poor Mr. Brown, Poor Mr. Brown.