My first impulse is to write a poem using the word “laughter”. I do have to first state that one of my favorite things to hear is a baby’s laughter…a sound of the angels!
Laughter
In the night the circus comes
and with it brings a clown
Don’t let laughter come out
He’ll want to take you down
Into the ring before you
To make you seem a fool
The creepy clown is laughing
You’re acting like a tool.
He thinks he’s being funny
Although that isn’t right
The only way to stop him
Is to go home for the night.
©2020 CBialczak
https://amanpan.com/2020/01/13/eugis-weekly-prompt-laughter-january-13-2020/

I agree with you on the laughter of babies:) Pure joy:). Love the poem, especially the rhymes.
Pat
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Thanks Pat!
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Long ago, I used to have a yarn art portrait of a clown in my room. The moment I had nightmares of a clown hanging out by my bedroom door, I took it down! When I go home for the night, I need a reminder not to take the clown with me! 🙂
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I have always been so terrified of clowns. I will have to look back in my blogs, there was a prompt I think for Six Word Saturdays about fear and I wrote something about a clown. They just creep me out.
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🙂 Enjoyed!
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I agree with your statement before your poem – there is nothing more precious than a baby’s laughter. Love your poem – I don’t like clowns whether they are circus clowns or someone attempting to be funny. Thank you so much for participating.
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Thank you! I was happy to have found it
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You’re welcome.
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