Biography: THE CLOWNS!!

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My mother and I were picking my sister up from school,
Little did I know but what happened next would be quite cruel.
I was running with ice cream and I tumbled.
Then, my ice cream cone crumbled.
Then, my ice cream cone crumbled.
My mom saw me crying and comforted me.
She said, "I'm sorry you lost your ice cream I will buy you three."
As she got closer she made a discovery.
That I was in for a long recovery.
For in that tumble I lost most of my skin,
And my mom is bad with blood, so she was in a tailspin.
My mom was trying to stay conscious of the best of her ability.
Both of us were greatly suffering from our fragility.
She succeeded in getting me to a restroom.
This was the place of my real doom.
I was terrified of clowns, as a three-year-old.
If only I had known what would unfold.
The restroom was packed with my fears.
They surrounded me and caused many tears.
I was screaming from pain and terror.
The clowns were unaware of their error.
Note: I chose this story because it is funny. I have been writing all my stories in rhyme so why stop now?
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