A SAD CLOWN

                                                                                    
                 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 to be,


 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.
                            Keith Garrett

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