Once, there was a clown whose personality had split in two…
One was neat and organized…The other wasn’t.
One liked his job in the circus…The other hated it.
One liked things clean…The other was a mess.
One liked to be a pretty clown…The other preferred to look like a monster.
One was a good cook…The other ate things raw.
One put polish on his nails…The other couldn’t care less about his fingers.
One took a lovely little walk…The other’s walk was anything but lovely.
One had a head like a juicy orange…One killed the other and himself.He stripped the skin off his head like he was peeling an orange.