Last summer, the circus came to town. And with it, they had a clown. He had a very interesting act....as he also played the harp.

That evening, the ringmaster wanted the clown to play the harp on the high-wire as it had never been done before.

The clown practised all day and when 8pm came, he was ready.

He slung his portable harp over his shoulder and climbed the tower to the high-wire. There he grabbed the pole and proceeded to walk the wire.

Once he was halfway out, he was going to sit down and play his harp to the crowd below.

When he got about 5 feet from the middle, a string on his harp broke and one of the ends dug into his back causing him some agonizing pain.

He reached back with his right hand to move the string and tumbled to his death.

You know, it's sad when a clown dies from a broken harp.