There's a comedian,
The Comedian's Comedian in fact,
Who is spending his later years
On a Quixotic tragi-comic quest,
Because he's obsessed.
Obsessed with creating
The perfect joke.

He pursues a Unifying Theory of Mirth:
Opening line,
Set up,
Opening line repeated as a punchline.

A joke folding in on itself,
A funny infinite loop.
The teller doubling and doubling over in laughter,
Laughing to infinity
Where, some say,
Madness lies.

Still, is madness not a small price to pay
For infinite amusement?