The Cat in the Hat meets The Clown without Frown

 This story begins in the middle of The Cat in the
Hat by Dr. Suess. While the Cat is making his
mess with his Thing sidekicks, there's a knock at
the door. It's the Joker.

By Toyman 

Oh can’t I come in?"
Said the tall lanky person
With the ruby red grin.

His hair was so green,
And his skin was so white.
His clothes were all purple,
And ever so bright.

"Oh let me in, children.
Don’t go and run.
I’m just a clown,
We’ll have nothing but fun!"

"We can’t talk to strangers.
Our mother says no."
"What good little children,
 But don’t make me go."

"If I tell you about me,
If I tell you some stuff,
Then you will know me,
And that is enough."

"I’m the Clown without Frown,
Or the Joker for short.
I play with the city,
But they send me to court."

And with that he came in,
And he looked around good.
He saw the Cat in the Hat
And he understood.

"Cat in the Hat
You haven’t got style!"
Joker put down his bag
Like he’d stay for a while.

(The Cat hates the Joker.
The Joker hates Cat.
Just making this clear,
If you didn’t know that.)

Joker’s hand to his bag
And he pulled out a knife!
The Cat ran away
For he feared for his life.

"Thing One and Thing Two!"
Yelled the Cat with much fear.
And after a moment,
The Things did appear.

The Cat and the Things
Approached him with glee.
The Joker was cornered
And he yelled out, "HARRR-LEEEEY!!!"

And then from the bag
Came a voice from a girl,
"Okay, Mister J!"
She appeared in a whirl.

"More clowns?" sighed my sister.
 We didn’t want trouble.
One clown caused us mayhem,
But now we had double!

The Things approached Harley,
with a taunt and a tease.
Harley wasn’t that scared.
She just called out, "BAY-BEES!"

Two hyenas jumped out
And they tore them to shreds!
Their teeth in the Things!
The gore, the bloodshed!

Then the Joker stood up,
And he dusted his hat.
"Is there more than one way
To skin a live cat?"

The laughing, the carnage,
They cut and they tore,
When the bloodshed was over,
The Cat was no more.

"That’s not right," said our goldfish.
"It’s simply not done!"
"Shaddap," said the clown girl.
You’re spoilin our fun!"

She picked up the goldfish.
In a pot he did dive.
She turned on the stove
And she cooked him alive!

"RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"
I yelled to my sis.
Joker locked the front door,
And escape we did miss!

They eventually left,
All so pleased with their sins.
They left us alone,
With our post-humous grins.