Standing center stage
Ready to give it all away
The comedian removes his coat
Set for a night of killing jokes

A murderer in his own right
Slices and dices with precision knife
At his feet, he draws the chalk line
Funny kills the crowd every time

Although some jokes go over their heads
Some also fall flat a grueling death
He tries to hide the beads of sweat that show
While doing his best at killing jokes

Smothered laughter comes in a can
***** the lid tight on ignorance
Which helps in the making of a comedic list
Writing it down then killing it

From the bloodbath, he takes a bow
Bathes off to the sound of the crowd
Smiles at the rambunctious applause
All from a night of killing jokes