For The Clowns (bigmamma's picture poem)
By 1stpoet
For The Clowns Now this poem may start out hoakey but with protrusions that were pokey I had no other choice but to speak out with this voice clowns are supposed to make one smile but it seemed rather vile that with frozen look upon their face they weilded something more dangerous than mace for what would happen if i chose to water what was growing from those clothes perhaps i would get a stick instead of a joyful KICK their humor will remain dry for i dare not risk an eye by walking up to a grouping of clown who's britches be half down they may be made of ceramic and my poem is iambic but even described in my word that picture looks absurd. William S. Dawes Written December 15th, 2001 © on Dec 14 2001 10:58 PM PST 0 • 14
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