BernardYoung

By BernardYoung

Not Funny

Our rasping breath
Our aching limbs
We must sit down
We're knackered


They're near to death
Best choose the hymns
Farewell sad clowns
You're shattered

But what is this?
A custard pie
They can't resist
They're splattered


Death of a Clown

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