Clown
Hey deranged clown,
why are you just standing there?
Why are you just staring?
With your demented smile,
your chuckle from hell,
are you waving at me still?!
Hey demonic clown,
why are you jumping at me,
Chasing frightened children?
Are you really Satan in make-up?
Are there others? Is there a cult?
Will we be able to escape?
(c)Lena Holdman, all rights reserved 2016
This is a Halloween poem/a satire poem in response to the clown craze in the news.
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