I’m suppose to be a funny man,
But no one seems to laugh.
I tell my jokes to a crowd,
But all I hear is gasp.
My puns don’t go over very well.
My gags blow up in my face.
The crowd starts mocking me and says,
“As a comic, you’re a disgrace.”
After five minutes, I can hear the boos.
I angrily shake my fist.
Then the crowd gets very annoyed,
And I can hear the hiss.
I’m giving up this comic gig.
It’s just not working for me.
Instead I’m trying a brand new job,
I’m a costumed Christmas tree.