A SAD CLOWN
A smile on his face, frown lives underneath,
Watch the children laugh at this simple clown on the street.
An entertainer of fun and laughs, for a small price you pay,
That’s what you may think until his chuckle lures you away.
A clown of mischief, there’s more to him than meets the eye,
When the sun goes, wicked and mean, he’ll make you scream.
A sad clown Indeed, covered under a mask of makeup, a monster is he,
He’ll dance for you and maybe throw confetti around, kill does this sad clown.
Ride a small bike, juggle in the air, follow you through the park, death everywhere,
Big funny shoes, baggy pants not so neat, not just a clown, never want to meet.