Feel the elation of a lively show!
Earning joys from a thrilling jester
In the world of fun and laughter
Stop! Beware of the happy crow!
The one with overtly red lips,
You might see a knife in his fists!
Cram now and slowly abscond
Living might just be a dream now,
On his way, fat man with cheerful blade!
Wobbling but still with a killer smile
Now run now, feisty clown’s a mad!
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Forces That Made Us Thinking
PoetryA celebration of free poetic expression of the sensible and the nonsensical life where invisible forces push and pull our ever-expressive beings.
