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The hungry clown hid and peered out into the street
Searching for his next victim, the child that he would eat

Georgie came along, sailing his newspaper boat
Thinking about his adventure, to Bill he would gloat

The boat started to sail fast, and Georgie tried to keep up
But the winds and rains were against him and his speed was not enough

The SS Georgie went speeding into the dark foreign drain
Thoroughly disappointed, Georgie cried out in vain

He bent down on the black wet road to peer in and see
If he could just reach his boat he would be filled with childhood glee

Startled by what he saw at first, he backed away real fast
For in the dark deep storm drain there was a clown from past

In the streets of Derry, Georgie met a new friend
Not thinking at all, he was so close to his gruesome end

The clown introduced himself as Pennywise, the dancing clown
Told Georgie if he wanted some peanuts, he should surely come right on down

Georgie decided against this, although he thought it would be fun
What Georgie didn’t know that day is it would be better for him to run

Pennywise saw the hesitation and let out a croak
He held up the newspaper creation and said, “But look, I have your boat.”

Georgie couldn’t help it; he wanted his sturdy ship
He reached into the storm drain stretching from his hip

Just then, the clown turned on Georgie, much to his alarm
Pennywise exposed his razor teeth and chomped off Georgie’s arm.

Black Feathers Fall

Black feathers fall, with a gape
insufficient whispers alongside the cape

Penned and adored with likable treason
dancing words to mind, within the reason

Gifted in the proper abode
hearts desire newly unfolds

And if I tell the truth, be told
death will come to get me