After last night's late night, I had a bit
Of a lie-in, work went OK, and then
Felt tired, went home, napped on the sofa, sit
Back, settle down, close eyes, with TV on
Felt better, then it was time to go down
To the King's Arms for Worst Comedy Night
A good laugh, with the hopeless denizens
Of Nowheresville, laughing with all our might
At the shit banter, it could cause a fright
But no, it's all good fun, although it's shit
My stuff, largely from last night, was open
Mic gold, tried a new song or two. A right
Good singer turned up, quite the guitarist
Witty, but not as funny in the end
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