I've got a couple of friends that but me about being so secretive about my poetry. I love writing poetry. And for now, I feel better that I am the only one who's read most of my poems---I could explain it better I'm sure but, in a nutshell, I guess I'm just strange like that.

Oh yeah, about those friends of mine....they hate clowns.....so, I wrote them a little someth'n.

WHEN THE CLOWNS CAME TO TOWN.

I liked it when the clowns came to town.

They ran all the old folk away.

All us kids got to play and play!

Climb in the trees!

Do as we please!

It mattered not.

When the clowns came to town,

life got better.

They ran the old folk away and assured us that they were here to stay.

Here to stay on the playgrounds and in our houses.

Here to stay in our kitchens and cafeterias.

Here to stay in our closets and under our beds.