In a town where the waltzing daisies grow,  Lived a chap named Mr. John Bigtoe.  With shoes that were green and socks that were red,  He danced every morning, then juggled some bread.  His big toe was famous, oh what a sight!  It twinkled and sparkled, both day and night.  It played the piano, it whistled a tune,  And once it went skydiving, oh what a boon!  He wore a tall hat made of colorful fluff,  And rode on a snail who thought he was tough.  Through puddles and petals, they’d glide and they’d slide,  With Mr. John Bigtoe, you’d never decide!  He hosted a circus with llamas that sing,  And a frog named Fred who could do the moon swing.  The neighbors would giggle, the kids would all cheer,  For Mr. John Bigtoe brought happiness near.  One day he decided to bake a grand pie,  But with all of his dancing, oh me, oh my!  He tripped on a cat, and oh what a scene,  Flour flew everywhere, it turned the town green!  Yet laughter erupted, and joy filled the air,  For Mr. John Bigtoe brought fun everywhere.  So if you feel gloomy, just stop, take a look,  At Mr. John Bigtoe, the jester of the nook!