Comic books like this are surreal, to me at least. I read "No Homework Today" and "Dishing It Out," as they're linked. By the end of the second story, I was getting a mild headache. Same thing happens when I watch too many Gumby cartoons.
Poppo is a fun comic ... the word "sweet" might even apply. But I find it best to read in small doses. Read "No Homework Today," then put the comic down. Come back to it tomorrow.
Problem is: The stories follow a reasonably logical line until THAT ONE plot element surfaces ... someone drops something, or whatever ... and then hilarity ensues! You're driving uphill and then everything bottoms out at once, like the Space Mountain ride at Walt Disney World. It also strikes me as odd that everyone accepts a clown walking around their neighborhood without a second thought.
Finally (for me) check out the Poppo back story on the inside front cover ... "Born to the circus, and the joy of making others laugh, hiding his own sorrows so others may be happy, he is the clown of all ages -- FOR all ages." Does Poppo have a defining moment of tragedy in his origin story?