his vision is blurry
his tuxedo resembles scrambled pizza
yesterday's best man at the wedding
wakes up smelling of urine and puke
he's spent the night in the slammer
how he landed there, doesn't have a clue
a day late with the ha,ha -
he struggles to get through
the mass, the mess of stand up comics,
toasters and roasters and anal based humor
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