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
Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 7:48 AM UTC
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
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