Clourotemptation

His eyes are soft like tissue paper Promise all your worldly dreams Holding balloons in the foggy vapor Come enjoy the fruits and creams Jolly red nose and a frilly round dickey Take the hand and skip through fields It happened once to little Ricky Our hustling town was in a yield Be careful of the joyful laughter Simply just ignore the taste Keep walking on the path your after And never look straight at his face Do watch out for the saddened clown He’ll only drag you further down