Becoming An Emcee

Becoming An Emcee While here on earth, I happened to be, God wanted me to become an emcee, Who does tell us what we should do And then will introduce me to you. Here is Jim Horn with a poem to read, Sounding like a lunatic trying to lead, Bunch of cussing people who are lost causes; Can't tell difference between profits and loses. To be leader of lunatics, what is required? A wacky audience needing to be inspired Liking and preferring everyone to sit, In front row if you happen to be a nit wit. Second row is for those who are a retard, And of hearing, they happen to be hard; According to all of the latest scoop, Try sitting in third row if a nincompoop. How I love hearing the sound of applause Even from pretty things with padded bras, Who are so simple minded as well as short; For A, B or C still need your support. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn jthorn5656@gmail.com PS. Did you know that cupid was actually stupid And wore a bright bicuspid after flipping her lid? As you have noticed this has been highly revised. This poem is out of this world and Too good for Poem of Day or Week, So here is a preview for you to seek Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/help,_i_need_your_help_494401