Funny Man
My nick names, Funny Skunky
Some people think my jokes stink
Yet I'm clever like a monkey
You'll laugh before you blink
You'll try not to laugh
At my silly jokes
Yet at your funny bone
I take my poke
Resistance is futile
Will power goes up in smoke
I stand on the stage
With my blurry eyes
A combination of witty
Stupid and wise
A drink in my hand
A white striped shirt
On the outside I laugh
When inside I hurt
From club to club
Wanting my big break
You think I look calm
Yet inside I shake
So listen to my banter
As I turn a clever phrase
I live to be funny
I crave attention and praise
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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