At the Comedy Club

At the comedy club, there were chuckles galore And the crowd was applauding and hoping for more When then room rather suddenly went rather dark And we realized it wasn’t just meant as a lark. People whipped out their cell phones, providing some light And the comics continued, still primed for the night. As the club workers fiddled with wire and fuse, The audience laughed – we had nothing to lose. So we drank and we listened as darkness remained; The comedians gamely kept us entertained. The show must go on, as they say, and it did Though the club never tracked down the glitch in their grid. Sometimes life has a habit of tossing a curve, Leaving some with a consequence they don’t deserve. Still, the laughter last night sure provided a spark Which was all that was needed to light up the dark.