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A Clowns 'Defeeted' Life

There once was a clown name of Marty. Whose circus performance was one big party. He made people laugh but that's only the half. His appetite was very hardy. Not for food, though he did like to eat but for people he wanted to meet. He went to great measures to bring them all pleasures. But a clowns life was filled with big feet. He wanted to try the trapeze and fly through the air in the breeze. But his nose started twitching and then began itching. He lost balance and started to sneeze. Agony of "defeet" made him funny. He rubbed them with loads of bees honey. But being a clown kept his libido down. Now he walks tightrope counting his money! For David Williams Circus contest

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Date: 5/3/2012 10:22:00 AM
very cool marty very cool one small thing where is the pie in the face you cant have clowns without pie in the face lol
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Date: 5/1/2012 12:46:00 PM
thanks for the smile and giggle - an enjoyable write.
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