“In the shadows, he hides, afraid of rain's dance,
For the sewer's depths hold a dark, haunting trance.
Penny-wise waits, with a grin so sly,
Beneath murky waters where nightmares lie.
Whispered tales of terror, a childhood's dread,
Echo through the gutters, filling him with dread.
The boy shuns the storm, its thunderous roar,
Haunted by the clown who lurks evermore.”★