Clowns

Mon, 05/13/2013 - 14:46 -- kreed

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68104
United States
41° 17' 43.7064" N, 95° 59' 37.8024" W

I don't know why kids run away from him,
My friends and I thought of him to be funny.
The redness of his hair, the paint on his face,
so tell me whats not humorous about that.
A big round suit full of rainbow colors,
Balloons in the shapes of animals and flowers.
One thing that's noticeable about most clowns:
It's their gigantic red noses.
I have a friend who portrays all these characteristics,
And he goes by the name of Fuzzy McBuzzy.

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