All Hallow's Cleave

Not much on this urban street
Being the bleak side of town
No kids asking for a treat
Just another psycho clown

He drifts on from door to door
His carving knife out to play
No thought to his looming horror
His desire being to slay

But one man has an axe to grind
Stop the clown face's reign of terror
He splits Bozo from behind
Heads back to his darkened lair

Happy Halloween!