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Aug 2017
The kids were busy
Chasing a lazy clown
Running in their sneakers
To grab the golden crown

The clown then frowned
From underneath the table
Scaring away the kids
Then ran to a nearby stable

Luring each kid one by one
The serial killer, all clowned
Most kids went missing
Their bodies were drowned

A search count was made
Ten bodies were found
The atmosphere was sad
But the clown was not around...


©sim
Tho this is a fiction write, I do not like clowns!
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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