Help, I Need Your Help

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 jthorn5656@atmc.net PS. Did you know that cupid was actually stupid and wore a bicuspid?