Poem: Irony

A Peddler rolling through

jingle jangles, peppering bawdy

riddles by the pound, of fortune

cookies saying “TRY AGAIN”

next to a smiley face, upshot eyebrow,

emoticon grin, but they aren’t buying

translated laughter, so buy billboard

pasty faces, that will work

is the thought, strike again

to an 0-2 count, so he goes big

on a bungee over skyscraper

color platform, unicycle juggling

accordions, everyone laughing

to a gasp when he fell,

oh well, at least he was funny

once, an awful droll joke.

Poem: Irony

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