. . . though just for the record, my malevolence against clowns will never be acted upon with anything more deadly than a squirting boutonniere . . .
Barrel of Laughs
Pity it comes to this, my friend;
I’d hoped to sidestep such an end
To our relationship–could not
Persuade you to eschew your plot.
Your gay facade of childlike cheer
Could not disguise your purpose here
Of traumatizing all the guests–
In fact, my prosecution rests
On your determined bright demeanor
Of insouciance in between or
Right over the top of griefs;
In fact, it is my firm belief
You’d gladly goad into the grave
Precisely those you sham to save
From daily life’s grotesqueries.
It’s cruel monstrosities like these
Harsh japes and jests and thoughtless jollies,
Nasty hijinks, fatal follies
Foisted on our sad world by
An ur-aggressive perky guy
With terrifying giant shoes,
Yarn wig and honking horn, and whose
Dire predilection for a prank
Makes most of us just want to yank
Off his bow-tie and bulbous nose
To the degree you might suppose
We’d some psychosis, but the fact
Is, though our souls remain intact,
They are endangered by his farce
Whom we’d be kicking in the arse
If we were not still too refined
To entertain that state of mind.
So rather, I must batten down
Your overweening ways, you clown,
And stare to naught your laughing fun
Right down the barrel of my gun.
It's only a squirt-gun, but you're in my sights, you bozo!
Art-Colored Glasses 
YAY! The clown-post came back!
Uh-oh…does that mean it’s a Zombie Clown now?
I should *hope* so! I just re-posted the thing myself, since I’ve got no time to mess about with tech-support.
I have a friend who is deathly afraid of clowns! Some are kind of creepy. Very interesting poem.
It intrigues me that there are so many people who love clowns and yet so many who fear them that there needs to be a specific psychological term for it (coulrophobia). Happily, I’m not frightened by clowns, but I’m generally greatly discomfited *anyone* that has a forced sense of jollity or humor and tries to force it on/from others. Whether the perpetrator wears makeup and costume or not!
Hmmm, maybe this explains my dislike of politics! š
This is great. Well done!
Thanks! Glad you like!
Is there anything more annoying than a street performer clown? I’m still getting nightmares from my last encounter. Good poem.
Believe me, I won’t be going willingly to any “audience participation” shows anytime soon, either. What makes some pushy people assume that the rest of us want to join in their reindeer games? >:-) Ha!
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