My uncle and me

I met a Joker
In a train while walking through the subway
He smiled at me
But I turned away

he came to me and giggled out loud
I got scared and I frowned

but he kept singing song in gay
which is why I decided to join him in his play

hustle rustle, it started to move
and I was holding the hands of uncle Trove,
The Joker had to get down the next stop
I said goodbye and I started to hop

I spent a good day with my Uncle
Holding him tight and clutching his knuckles
When we got back to home that evening, he washed me,

Cooked my favourite Pasta, he fed me
and tug me to the bed, while asking fairies to watch over at me, while I sleep.