The Comedian

Filled up with quips like a clanking balloon blown up with coins not with air Clittering, clatter on golden paved streets his winsome words, plenty to share Brilliant performance, he's taking his bow on a bed of burnt peacock feathers The skycap he wears filled with holes and with tears has protected him well from the weather The crowd gangly gathers with popcorn and fruit with the wish and the will just to laugh He juggles emotions with unending devotion and doubles his jokes up by half By the end of the night the whole room is alight with marshmallow bellies still shaking From the butt of all jokes to a friend of all folks he's a super star right in the making...