My Fear

The thing I fear most Is a clown that needs a host. Clowns have smiles that never go away They are disguises of the mind To make you think they are kind. When you least expect it They will change Into the evil that they are So be very afraid Think of "It" The evil clown. Does he return your children With a frown Of coarse not Because your children are dead He kills them and eats them And put the remains under your bed Remember this And you should be fine Just don't trust clowns They are NOT fun figments of your mind.