The tidiest clown in Clownsburgh

Said the tidiest clown
In Ol' Clownsburgh town
While pushing his broom on the jetty:
"Why don't my clown brethren
clean up their mess when
they're done throwing pails of confetti?"

Wiping sweat off his brow
He shouted a vow
And here, for you now, is the gist of it:
"Those who don't clean their rubbish
By me will be punished!"
And he raised to the heavens his fists-of-grit.

God heard the commotion
While applying some lotion,
And bellowed the following solution:
"Clown, quit with yer holler
Or you'll be lightnin'-collared
For contributin' to noise pollution!"

The clown, thusly humbled
Kept sweeping and mumbled
As he gathered the scraps in his dustpan:
"That shit just ain't fair
He's lazy up there."
Then the clown was attacked by RustMan(TM).