the clown with red nose the clown with green ears the clown with yellow cheeks the clown with webbed feet the children don’t like the clowns all clowns all the children are scared by all clowns the child with orange hairs the child with blue eyes the child with pink smiles the child with wide eyes the clown don’t like the children all children all the clowns want to kill all children the clown get back at home He shouts: I hate the children then he eats the soup of day quietly smiling the child get back at home He shouts: I hate the clowns then he eats the soup of day quietly smiling But the worst is forthcoming: one child among one million will become a clown
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