Insane ClownA Poem by The Devil's Own B***hNever a dull momentWelcome to the Circus of Horrors - We hope you enjoy the show. We have trapeze artists Flying high over the flames of Hell; Lion tamers Getting their heads Bitten clean off; Our very own human-cannonball Being blast to tiny bits. Yes, this is the Circus of Horrors: Say you’ll stay for the show. There are crazy ponies That chew at your fingers; A contortionist lying on needles Which pierce all the way through his body; A snake charmer Strangled by the bower constrictor. Oh, the wonders of The Circus of Horrors; Come back after the interval For the second half of the show. Buy our special hotdogs Made of wiener dogs and poodles; Enjoy a can of rusty oil In the disguise of a cola; Why don’t you get a clown hat, The hair made with wiggly worms? There’s much fun to be had At the Circus of Horrors. Part two and the show Is off to a flaring start. Watch the tight-rope walker As her throat slits when she slips; Enjoy the precision knife-throwing As the blades pierce the his assistance’s skin; See the flame-thrower As he sets himself alight. Don’t you love the entertainment Here at the Circus of Horrors? And now for the finale: The arrival of the clown. Fun and antics Fill the ring As the clown comes out to play. With water-pistol in hand, Shots ring out. Pity you don’t see the end of the show, Because the acid burns your eyes; Eating at your skin. There’s never a dull moment At the Circus of Horrors. Copyright©JosieWentzel18August2008
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Added on September 5, 2008 AuthorThe Devil's Own B***hRoodepoort, South AfricaAboutMy name is Josie and I am what people term 'weird'. I love my poetry; reading; writing; and being miserable. I know, that sounds odd, but misery is what I know and enjoy most in life. It's been a b.. more..Writing
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