The Standup Comic
I am pretty certain
What you will find
With a sneaky cheeky peek
Behind the velvet curtain
See..one of a kind
Stand Up hierachy
For very few shekels
Sarky then snarky malarkey
Sworn scorn of merry heckles
But shorn of those hackles
Torn free from those shackles
The dawn of hee-hee cackles
If they're a chronic
Stand Up Comic
No one applauds
Dreads hordes of frauds
Who tread ironic boards
A skit to be a hit
Must pit your wit
Acerbic gambit
Caustic flit
Twit or git
Design a fine punchline
Yep..the funny bit
Scores on the doors
Gaping jaws and guffaws
Means more encores
If they don't shirk
Perk of their work
Can air a quirk
Share & make them smirk
With flair or devil maycare
The crowd revel...go beserk
Seriously sardonic
Scheming bitter of gin
Deliriously laconic
Big beaming grin
Gleaming glitter of tonic
Tears now are streaming
Girth of the mirth
Cheers from their peers
Just the ticket for the critic
What's it worth?
Priceless..to see an iconic
Yet down to earth
Stand Up Comic
On their home turf
Always pick it..
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