Thursday, March 18, 2004

This is a little poem I wrote about clowns. My girlfriend is shitscared of them so I thought I'd play that up. If you read this really really slowly out loud it is especially creepy. But funny at the end.

White face, big smile, red hair, black heart,
Don’t look, don’t run, don’t stare, eyes dart,

Big flowers, big boots, big hat, no soul,
Crouch down, tremble, felt that, feel cold,

Random, bright clothes, magic, unknown,
Can’t move, lungs tight, feel sick, miss home,

Small car, honk horn, red nose, kill kids,
Shout out, no sound, he knows, you’re his.

Routines, play fights, white foam, Death’s friend
See chance, kick nuts, run home, the end?

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