Insane Clown

by I Seem to be the Heartless   Aug 18, 2008


Welcome 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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  • 15 years ago

    by Breely

    I love the ending