Wicked Clown
That happy clown,
So full of joy,
Winning laughs,
From girls & boys,
Seemingly fun,
A balloon he'll make,
Whatever you want,
It's yours to take,
How silly is he,
With that red nose,
That white makeup,
And big, bright clothes,
Handing out candy,
That I eagerly ate,
Having lost my tongue,
I regret it to date,
That wicked clown,
Don't trust him,
Hurting for pleasure,
While filling his whim,
So please watch out,
When you get sweets,
You don't always know,
What's in your treat.
poem by Maddy Jones
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