I Am Not Lying
He is a colorful distortion clown
I did not know we had one in lemon town
Why isn’t he in the circus I asked the speaker
He has six jobs, his name is Clowny Cleaker.
He can distort himself upside down and inside out.
I gave her a sharp look, she is a gossip, and stout.
I am not lying she said, which is a sure give away.
That whatever she says next is a fabrication in every way.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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