The Scary Clown
Its big yellow eyes staring in a glare
while I huddle up to my mother in quite a scare
His big as can be lips gives me a smile
while I want to get up and want to run a mile
His ugly big tomato like nose
Is in my face as a sit there like I just froze
His orange hair that gives me a scare
While his big eyes giving me a glare
of fear.
Copyright © Pauline Morales | Year Posted 2006
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