Funny Clowns

This is my warning.

My cautionary tale.

Never go to the circus.

Never go there.

When we went to the circus,

We didn’t have fun.

All the clowns had sharp knives,

But we had none.

Please forgive me, my brother.

Please wait for me.

Please!

Please don’t leave me behind.

Please wait for me.

PLEASE!

I apologize, boys and girls.

I’m jumping ahead in the story.

Let me start at the beginning,

Before the circus got gory.

It was a dark summer night.

The circus was in town.

My family bought tickets.

My brother hates clowns.

First, we met the Ringmaster.

She hypnotized the crowd.

She wore a grand top hat,

And took a grand bow.

Then it was time for the three-ring circus.

The Lion Tamer whipped lions and tigers

On purpose.

We saw dancing bears,

Elephants and giraffes.

We all loved the Freak Show.

We pointed and laughed.

The Ringmaster revealed

The last act of the night.

There were so many clowns!

It was quite the delight.

But my brother doesn’t like clowns.

He didn’t want us to stay.

We all should have listened

To my brother that day.

The clowns juggled balls,

Told jokes, and did tricks.

The clowns juggled hammers.

They juggled fire, and bricks.

It was frightening.

It was exciting.

We thought it was fun.

Until the clowns juggled knives.

I wish I'd had one.

A sad clown yelled a joke

Out to the crowd.

His face was painted

With a horrifying frown.

WHAT DO YOU SAY TO A CLOWN WITH A KNIFE?

YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING.

YOU RUN FOR YOUR LIFE.

All the clowns laughed.

The crowd went silent.

The clowns weren’t so funny

When they became violent.

My brother doesn’t like clowns,

And my brother was right.

No one survived the circus that night.