The Entertainer Poem by GK Talabi

The Entertainer

His jokes were not funny
But because I sat in front row,
I laughed out loud.
His magic tricks weren't amusing,
But just to be nice,
My mouth opened in awe.
His singing was a recipe for puke,
But because he asked us to,
I joined in the chorus.
His dancing was pathetic,
Again, because he asked us to,
I shook my bum-bum
And swayed to the drum beat.
His impression of the Prime Minister
Was a complete disaster,
But just to be polite
I applauded.

Overall, the show was a complete mess,
But he got a standing ovation.
I followed suit and shouted,
'Encore! Encore! ".
The curtains were drawn
He took a bow,
And the audience dispersed.
At the box office
There was a long queue,
To watch him again?
No! !
It was a queue for a refund.

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The entertainer was written to reflect the boring things we see on TV, which receive high ratings but isn't entertaining at all. ©
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