Becoming An Emcee
While here on earth, I happened to be
God wanted me to become an emcee
Who does tell everyone what to do
And then will introduce me and you.
Here is Jim Horn (That's me) who has a poem to read
Sounding like a lunatic trying to lead
A bunch of people who are lost causes
Who can't tell difference between profits and loses.
To be leader of lunatics, what is required?
A wacky audience who needs to be inspired
And we would like to have everyone sit
In front row if 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 simple minded as well as short;
To B or not to Be still need your support.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
PS. Did you know that cupid was
actually stupid and wore a bicuspid?