The Clown In My Kitchen

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I go to the kitchen,
To make my dinner,
Then I see someone,
Who makes me shiver,

A clown in my kitchen,
Giggling with a grin,
His eyes are wide,
As the plates before him,

The clown turned to me,
And said, ‘I feel,
That I can make you,
A wonderful meal.’

Sausages and chips,
Was what I had planned,
But dinner ended up being,
Candy floss in my hand.

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