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Bozo the clown
To children's parties he went
So that he could afford his rent
But truth be told
He was getting old
from those little Monsters!
They would happily squeal and pull at his hair
Things were not right
They never seemed fair
Truth be told
He truly was getting old
from those little Monsters!
One day he went home and decided to plot
but soon his plan was forgot
Finally he wrote it down
and began to smile with a frown
At each party he would make the birthday boys and girls disappear
The parents simply said "they must be near"
Little did they know
that their children would be in such woe
With a sinister and vile man
driving such a colorful van
He drove off a river bank
and so peacefully it sank
with those little Monsters!
So that he could afford his rent
But truth be told
He was getting old
from those little Monsters!
They would happily squeal and pull at his hair
Things were not right
They never seemed fair
Truth be told
He truly was getting old
from those little Monsters!
One day he went home and decided to plot
but soon his plan was forgot
Finally he wrote it down
and began to smile with a frown
At each party he would make the birthday boys and girls disappear
The parents simply said "they must be near"
Little did they know
that their children would be in such woe
With a sinister and vile man
driving such a colorful van
He drove off a river bank
and so peacefully it sank
with those little Monsters!
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