The Clever Clown
THE CLEVER CLOWN
THE CLEVER CLOWN IS WHAT SHE WAS BUT COULD NOT BE SEEN BECAUSE OF HER GAME THAT WAS PLAYED SO KEEN WHAT KET HER GOING WAS A WHIE MAGIC DUST WHICK KEPT HER GOING BUT BROUGHT OUT HER LUST SOMETIMES WHEN SHE WAS BY HERSELF SHE COULD PLAT THE PART OF A CLOWN OR ELF SHE COULD SEE MANY ILLUSIONS WITH IN HER MIND THAT KEPT HER HIGH AN FEELING SO FIN E THE CLEVER CLOWN IS WHAT SHE WAS DEE INSIDE ONLY REVEALING TO HERSELF THE SECRETS SHE HSD TO HIDE THE ONE IMPORTANT THING THAT NOONE WOULD COME TO KNOW IS THAT SOONER OR LATER IT WOULD CONQUER HER SOUL AS THE WHITE MAGIC DUST BECAME HER VER BEST FRIEND HAD LURED HER IN AN TRICKER HER INTO BEING ITS VERY BEST FRIEND PLAYING FOR KEEPS UNTIL THE BITTER END BY THE TIME SHE REALIZED THAT THE WHITE MAGIC DUST REALLY WASNT HER TRUE FRIEND SHE BEGGED FOR A CHANCE TO HAVE HER FAMILY BACK AGAIN BUT THE CLEVER CLOWN IS WHAR SHE WAS UNTIL SHE WAS BURRIED IN HER GRAVE BECUASE THE FRIEND SHE THOUGHT WAS NOONE COULD SAVE AN ON HER GRAVE STONE THIS IS WHAT IT READ FROM BIRTH OR UNTIL DEATH IT DONT MATTER BECAUSE OF JUST ONE MISTAKE NOW IM DEAD............... BY JOHN MCCANN
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