He’d give it his best shot every night.
Each show the same, try as he might.
Punters booing amid the occasional chuckle.
Many a night he thought he’d buckle.

'I went to buy some camouflage pants but couldn’t find any', he’d say.
One wag shouted, ‘don’t tell us anymore pal, just please go away’.
But he had resilience to die-for, a skin as thick as a knapsack.
'Always borrow money from a pessimist. They’ll never expect it back.'

'Don’t you hate it when someone answers their own questions? I do.'
At this point more of the punters began to hiss and boo.
'I find those white boards they have in schools remarkable.'
He was getting a very clear feeling this crowd were unworkable.

'When my wife found out I replaced our bed with a trampoline she hit the ceiling!'
Not a laugh was heard so he told them he thought they were all very unfeeling.
Finally, he said, 'I was addicted to the hokey-cokey, but then I turned myself around.'
This hit the mark, drew one or two hearty laughs and a titter spread around.

'I’m reading a book about anti-gravity. It’s impossible to put down.'
This had the audience beaming. It was like he’d won the triple crown.
'I didn’t think orthopaedic shoes would help, but I stand corrected.'
The whoops of delight he heard were most unexpected.

'Two wifi engineers got married. The reception was amazing'.
He was on a roll now, he had both guns blazing.
'The man who invented knock-knock jokes should get a no bell prize.'
Clearly the rumours were unfounded of this comedian’s demise.

The feeling he got when they all rose as one was glorious.
He finished on a high and sent them home uproarious.
'The problem with kleptomaniacs is that they always take things literally.'
He could see their happy faces and their sound was like a tampani.

It just goes to show how you must stick to your guns.
When most of the punters won’t laugh at your puns.
Staying true to your craft can pay dividends it appears.
It can diminish your nerves and have the audience in tears.