Last Clown Left
L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why are you attempting,
To destroy my peace of mind?
I'd spend more time looking behind me,
If I were you!
Not one face says they are pleased,
With your ignorance!
Since in this neighborhood...
We are mending fences!
Not trying to tear them down.
You must be the last clown left,
From that circus?
You better 'check' yourself.
Before you find the ground...
A place found,
Willing to quietly accept your foolishness.
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