Haunted Bookends

Some clowns
Appeared way up high
On my bookshelf
The other night

I said "What do you want?"
They just smiled
It must have been the Bourbon
Or the sweet Barleywine

I asked them to leave
I felt out of my mind
But they sat there and smiled
My demand they declined

Pink elephants and Bookshelf Clowns
Is what happens when you imbibe
Your imagination takes over
Its all in your mind (?)

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