Joker Poem by Gary Diamond

I don't see why the joker is such a rarely played card.
It looks foolish and dated in the pack.
But if we were absent of jokers in the real world.
It wouldn't be much good at all
Would it.

To make fun of the cut of someones jib and grin
The lady with the beard, the man with oversized chin.
To make reference to battles of the sexes
To make use of the Ouija board for a tale about hexes.
Find it in your heart to love the joker.

Some humour they weave is bright and well-meaning.
Some of it is bone dry and deceiving.
Find it in your heart to love the joker.

It takes a lot of balls and a stiff gut to walk up under those stage lights
Armed only with a well-pressed suit, a chair and a jar full of stage fright.
A baleful of tales, some cigarettes beer and matches.
To turn a quiet audience into one that snatches
Every breath with clarity
Between gusts of hilarity.

Today's jesters don't have their own court.
But they do have many stories
Like the one about
The time they got caught.
Jacking off over a picture of their favourite teacher
Resulting in a clip to the ear and a word with a preacher.
So then.

Find it in your heart to love the joker.
He holds to his chest the ace of good humour.