10 June 2012
Sharp red nose, makeup smears, You'll see my face in all your fears.
What do you think when you see a clown?
All alone; oh that horrid frown. Children singing, laugh, and play, oh you come and ruin there day. With your starring black coal of eyes, even though it's not showing he's plotting your demise.
In a back alley behind the tent, up your spine cold shivers sent.
Sharp red nose, makeup smears, You'll see my face in all your fears.
The big silly hair do's and those floppy feet, curse the day you two did meet.
Big leafy flowers attached to his suit, squirts water around not giving a hoot.
The rounded gloves and there funny little cars, turn around and run; let's hope you get far.
Sharp red nose, makeup smears, You'll see my face in all your fears.
Face painted white and that certain glare, it's defiantly enough to give you a scare.
There's the smile you finally see, he's up to something evil, so you better flee.
With it's deadly smile and it's huge red feet, watch out children are his treat.
If you see a clown with a freakish stare, turn around and hopes he's not there. His eyes are stalking you as you go, he's always watching you, so please stay low. His teeth so white and pure, they scare the children, watch then run through the door.
This for you is my final warning, lock your doors or you'll get a visiter in the morning.
Red sharp nose, makeup smears, You'll see me in all your fears.
Fear Me Clown. • Opuss № I